Monday, April 04, 2011

Nigel the teenager

As Elaine and myself were clearing my mother's front bedroom over the weekend prior to painting it, I came across this.

This picture of a very gawky teenage-me with my mother in our back garden in Henbury, Bristol is probably from the mid-sixties. It testifies to a lifelong addiction to jeans, cardigans and rolled-up sleeves; I'm probably wearing sandals too. You just can't suppress the essential geek.