Back to the start....

An older blog of mine "The Fool on the Hill" is in danger of fading into even more oblivion than it already is, I'll take this chance to change direction and include some relevant stories from that blog :

When I was a baby the first thing I think I remember was a window, Looking out of my pram and seeing a sash window. as I said, at least that's what I think I remember as it is my lifetime ago and the mind is a minefield with marshy patches – I often wonder if that type of image will be the last thing I ever see in some bright hospital room or nursing home somewhere!

Full circle.

I picked up some prints that I had developed from negatives discovered in a box in mum and dads garage in North Wales, one of them, previously unseen, shows a one year old me, with my grandad, in front of that very window.


I look at this picture of me when I was a baby, half a century ago and I am now as old as Jack Edwards who is holding me there,

I am now almost a 52 year old man and I realise that we are the same yet not the same. I have my grandads DNA, some of his passed on memories and experiences, and a duty to record them somewhere. As for the baby, well, my bones have grown and the skin has a lot more weathering now, lines drawn on the canvas of life and great memories of what a special life it has been.

I've focused up to now on a single year of my life, but I think there is a lot more to tell, along the way, the puzzle pieces will grow and perhaps reflect the story as seen from this side of the eyeballs.

Postnote : The Fool on the Hill blog has been transferred to a sustainable one, see link on right.