Ok, ok, so it’s another trip down memory lane. The year is – I am pretty definite – 1976. I am sitting on the bottom stairs of (I think) my Uncle Renato and Auntie Kay’s house, between my brother James and my cousin Lisa. Get that carpet! Get my faintly Mogadon stare!
As if some allusion to destiny, I am wearing blue and white gingham check. A real Dorothy in the making.
Sorry for posting this, but my old schoolmate Rich over at boakes.org got me started with his incredible cine films(and he probably remembers me looking like this). Plus, lately, a few people from my past have contacted me – one a most unlikely suspect. So I am starting to really think about who I was.
Anyhow, if you can get past my cheeks, my brother looks incredibly sweet in this (though he will kill me if he ever sees it), though I am sad to note that he has since dispensed with the fabulous eyewear. Lisa looks fantastic and up to the minute in her fun fur. Bless.
I’ll be making quite a few posts shortly of a more, shall we say, universal nature after the recent brief hiatus. Illness and other pressures have interrupted the roll.
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