Uncle Bo.

Having blipped the visiting of the grave , I was surprised and delighted to find this photo on Mum's kitchen table today.
I don't know where it's been for the last 72 years, I've never seen it before, but mum assures me it is her older brother who died age 19 in 1943.

As I peered at the image of my uncle for the first time, I struggled to see any family likeness with a man who shares 25% of my genes.

But it has bought a lit of closure to my fascination from an early age of Uncle Bo.