The other day when I was at my mums I took a stroll down memory lane and managed to nick some old pictures. I have to scan them all still, but couldn’t resist scanning a few of my dad when he was a boy. I only have one picture of him about a year before he died but somehow I’d rather see pictures of him being a boy than him as an adult. It’s nice to see what he was like back then and how he lived in Indonesia. My friends tell me, these days I look like his younger sister…

Indonesia, the little girl is my grandmother. Below my dad, uncle max and some friends, last picture: my dad, my aunt and the dog.

Me: it started at an early age: cars, knowledge and booze…