"My, How you have grown!"

1960, when I was 17 and doing the 'Grown-up' thing and smoking a pipe --- uuugh!

Aged about 8yrs old with my sisters, I don't think that I liked being an indian! My eldest sister is the Ovaltine Lady.

Jumping on to 1978 and this photograph appeared on the back cover of my book Flight of a Bee, which was published in Rhodesia (Zimbabwe) in that year by Gazebo Books. The picture was taken on the top of The Herald building. Note that then I not only had hair but my beard was dark!

Skipping on to 2005 and here I was relaxing in Mousehole, Cornwall, after my wedding in July of that year. The sun shone on the place where my hair had once been!

The year: 2007; the place: York (UK). Gill and I were there for one of our all-too-rare visits to a city that we both love for its friendliness and warmth (in human terms). My parting gets ever wider and beard ever whiter, but the heart remains as warm as ever.