Days gone by

This is a photo of a photo taken probably (yikes!) fifty years ago of me and my baby brother. We used to get suitably washed and polished for a series of professional photographs taken each year by an old army friend of my Dad's. I have to say, just looking at this, reminded me of how much I hated this annual affair, not least as I was scared of their Boxer dog who used to slaver and snuffle around us when we were at the studio, which was attached to their house.

I haven't changed a bit, though..