Lies, Damn Lies, and Photos
Given some lovely photos by Mother Russia last week.
Piccies of yours truly, aged about 9, in a school group.
I didn't realise quite how uncool I was.
Even amongst the flares and pudding bowl haircuts, I'm the uncool one.
My hair is shaped like a large afro, but with a slice like a piece of melon taken out.
Oh dear.
That's one for the bottom draw.
Sergei
Piccies of yours truly, aged about 9, in a school group.
I didn't realise quite how uncool I was.
Even amongst the flares and pudding bowl haircuts, I'm the uncool one.
My hair is shaped like a large afro, but with a slice like a piece of melon taken out.
Oh dear.
That's one for the bottom draw.
Sergei
3 Comments:
nice to know some things don't change.
I'd say more like one for the photoblog...
"I didn't realise quite how uncool I was."
Past tense?
Dan, Dan, Dan.
You are approaching middle-age, like the rest of our little gang.
The chances of any of us being anything other than uncool seems fairly remote...
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