Just a handful more pictures of The Brother before his world gets turned upside down by my arrival – the first photos of me are on the scanner as I write this. And there’s a corker already!
I distinctly remember that blanket, and it must have subconsciously influenced my decision on what I bought for our office Secret Santa a couple of weeks ago – the enforced theme was “scarves”, and the lady I bought for got something that looked remarkably like it.
I’m sure he’ll love me to bits for pointing out that he’s still got that dog soft toy.
And finally, a follow on from the Social Services post I put up recently. Christmas 1966.