It had been suggested in a comment by Laura, at this site, Austanspace and I quote, "I gotta get a scanner. We should all show of our funny clothes from the 70s." And a follow up comment in the article I'm referring to, "Briefly Back To The Seventies", was made by Sharon at this site, Random Thoughts, that we might attempt this, " I don't know how to do it, but I think it would be good fun to do a photo blogfest from the 80's. For women we had great hair and fashion....Maybe I'll try and figure out how to organise a blogfest....."
Okay, the seventies, the eighties, or whatever. I shall see what transpires and if a blogfest is organised, than so be it. It might be fun to reflect and could provide some rather interesting history lessons for the younger generation.
And now I go even further back. Yes, that's me, the one sitting on the pony. The year is 1958 and I'm about four and a half years old. The location is the London Zoo. I wonder what the young me was thinking. How would he react to the older me. I believe he would be encouraged to know that despite the passage of time and the influences of the more cynical world, that the older me has never lost the childlike curiosity that beat in the heart of a little boy on a pony.
To the little boy on the pony. Here is a photograph of your own beloved son when he was of a similar age. His name is Tristan. Through the good times, the tearful times and the times of rejoicing, your son has been a source of inspiration that kept you alive. Today your son wished you a happy birthday.