Half a lifetime away

My parents were having a bit of a clear-out last week, when they found this:

Me in 1985
Me in 1985.

I am now exactly twice the age of the innocent, barefaced boy in this photo. Where did it all go wrong? Mind you, the signature hasn't changed much, and I can still fit into that tweed jacket.

Before you ask, I haven't a clue what that thing on my head is. Some sort of hat, I reckon.

(OK, so I lied about the jacket.)

See also:

Richard Carter

A fat, bearded chap with a Charles Darwin fixation.


  1. I love the simplicity of the signature: Simply write it again in caps & lower case & then underline it. Genius, pure genius.

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