Friday, 1 July 2011

It Was a Long Time Ago.

I was five years old. Me? bottom row, furthest right.

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  1. The bees' knees, for sure! What a fetching cardigan you have sir...

  2. And what's wrong with knees, I ask?
    The whole bare-legged thing was practical too. Damaged bare knees are self healing, no patches necessary.
    And it hardened us to nettles and brambles.
    Even our teacher had bare-ish knees.

    My cardigan was knitted by my mother. Somewhere I have another photo, where I am also wearing my indian chief feather head-dress, and also my 'Lone Star' gunbelt with my finest six-shooters.
    Tremble with awe, mere mortals.


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