Monday, May 19, 2008
coming back to haunt me
Thank you morgor!
While looking through old photos for my aunt's memorial, my cousin found this unflattering photo of me, aged four or five, in my front garden. Note my mother's fab blue Morris Minor Van and what I suspect to be my equally wonderful turquoise Wellies. Also one of my Granny's hand knitted, form fitting jumpers and the terrible 70's cords.
But what is most disturbing is my ragged boy's haircut, which makes me look like Eddie Izzard.
Modern parents would take care never to let this happen - they would buy their child flowery docs, funky denims, and get their hair done at somewhere called 'Kiddie's Cuts' with racing car chairs and tv, not hack at it themselves. My Granny always said they were waiting open armed for the sale of work offerings they dressed me in!
I know it's hard to see, but compare this terrible photo with the one I posted about earlier. Which is worse!