Does your kiddie photo reflect the adult you became?

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If you click on the 2 above they will enlarge - but how do you get them larger on the post please?
 
Perhaps its something to do with scanning, although the bottom one is from my iPhoto library.
I've got loads of very early photos, of my Dad, Grandad, Grandma when cycling. If anyone has heard of the Harry Barker Memorial 50 ml race, he was my Grandad. Also got scrapbooks etc of all cycle racing results of Dad & the club in general. Some of it I gave to the Cycle Museum at Walton but some I should keep.
 
Yes of course you do & I know you too!!! You've seen the top one before - think about it! And you were in the same vicinity of the 2nd - although not on the same ride! I pity the poor unfortunate who might look like me!

Anyway just off to do a stint for Sustrans along the TPT picking up the usual carrier bags of litter.

See you sometime.
 

Arch

Married to Night Train
Location
Salford, UK
Ah, yes, would it have been that time we had to bring mystery photos?

Good luck with the litter picking, maybe see you at Wooler?
 
3 carrier bags full of litter in one shortish stretch of TPT, plus some new fence been vandalised leaving a 6' gap with a sheer drop to the Manchester Ship Canal below! It took me 1 hour getting on and off bike picking up stuff, feel as though I've done a cyclo cross.

Yes it was. Don't know whether I'll be there, don't know whether I'm fast/strong enough for hill riding & keeping up with people & it's on the weekend of the anniversary of my Dad's death, so don't know whether my Mum might need me around. Maybe if I ask her & it's ok I might, if there's ay nroom.
 

maverick

New Member
Auntie Helen said:
Me at seven:



Me at thirty seven:

Helenasavicar.jpg


Still angelic, y'see!

I think I'm in love.
 

maverick

New Member
Pray tell, who is this Uncle James of whom you speak?
Shall I fight him to the death to win your admiration, or step aside, and fall on mi arse because mi cleats caught on the cobbles.
I await on your horizon.
 
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