Finally a pic. Just relaxing after almost drowning in a pile of 100 sociology essays. If only they could mark themsleves. The above mentined pic originates around my 5th or 6th birthday I think (late 70s). Given the old black and white you miss the wonderful black and red contrast of the costume. Mum made that cool eye mask as well. Oh and I'm also carrying my kid's imitation 2 wood. You should have seen how far I could hit those plastic golf balls. The only thing I found, when I actually went to the golf course with Dad, was that plastic balls do not wash well in the windy ball washer thingy. They broke. Could you imagine what my driving looked liked compared to the adults!Oh and another thing. If you feel up to it and you haven't given up on this blog altogether it would be great to see your comments. I often wonder how many 'visitors' I get when there are so few comments. If you do I'll gladly repay you with more recent and consistent postings. Otherwise keep on facebooking and just forget about it.
Cheers.
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