BITS OF MY LIFE - PART II
28 JUNE 2010
Here is an odd (and I do mean odd) assortment of things from my past. Some weird crap here but worth putting up, even if it is only to give people a laugh at the state of my haircut.Â
These span a very long time and are in no particular order, just odds and ends that I found in a cardboard box.
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My membership card to the Dracula Appreciation Society.
This was the document which sent me off down the electronics road.
Ranalds boat out by the islands in Oz.
Becalmed in the South China Sea, struck down wi’ Yellow Jack.
Either my base pass or my driving licence. I forget which as they were interchangeable.
My ID card. Was that really me? Fresh faced and innocent? WTF happened?
The flat in York. We shared it with a couple of happy hookers.
Ahhh.
Me, moments before going arse-over-tit down the mountain.
Liz smiling nicely at the camera for a change!
Yes that geek with the strawberry Mivvi really is me.Â
Inge. The REAL reason I went to live in Sweden.
Inga, 0.3 microseconds before I jumped her.Â
I was in Intensive Care for two weeks.
Yes, I remember that year. The worst case of flatulence I ever had.
The summer cottage in winter. Inga and her little sis Monika.
Did I really wear that sweater? What a dork!
That’s a sherifs badge.
Berit. FruitLoop and hornbag. A fine combination.
Denise showing off the goodies.
This is the train that Lawrence of Arabia blew up. It’s still out there if you know where to look.
I took this photo just as the whole face avalanched under us. We were lucky that day!.
Great gig.
Matthew wearing a tie.
What an angelic child.
 WTF Happened?
My old Jensen-Healy. Hell of a car. Got shipped to Oz and wrapped round a lamppost by a prat.
Avast ye lubbers or I’ll give ee a taste of the cat!
Failing that a lick of the Aardvark!
Why the hell did I not just take that job at Saab and to hell with her mother!
After almost an hour at 140 mph it became necessary to change the trousers when a flashing red light appeared in the rear view mirror!
It goes without saying that this was probably the fastest whiz I ever took.
Just my luck. I got one of the ugly ones!
My great grand-pappy was a gunslinger.
Yeah right!
The Watanabe Sushi bar was justly famous for the freshness of its seafood.
Macintosh had it right!
