Yes, it’s 38 years ago today that ma faither died.  Yes, on Christmas Eve.  Deal with it.

Anyway, here he is, through the years.

Top left – on a night oot with ma deid Irish mammy.  Digging the wig, Grace.
Top right – 18 years old and away tae fight yon bastarding Hitler.
Bottom left – with family dog, Judy. One of the last pictures before he died.
Bottom right – with Famie & George, my Great Aunt and Uncle who looked efter me when I was a boy.

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