Further errata...I don't think the date is correct, but then the manufacturers of the implement went 'boom' in front of the inscrutable revolution. Kodak had invented everything but the digital walkover that put it on the canvas. Guess it never saw it coming. Why?
And anyway, I have absolutely no clue how to change the date on the picture: so my boys will tell their grandchilder they are four years older than they can really claim. Nonetheless, the beasties are mine, the memory is mine and the date somewhat inconsequential.
What I love is that Number One is casually shooting Number Two whilst the latter retrieves his acid-spray from the depths. Their characters are still much the same: Exhibit A being nothing more than a drama-queen and stage presence, Exhibit B quietly providing the Iago of his times. I love them both to the death!
I was minded of this particular picture - Lake Michigan, since you ask - while discussing the latest piscine adventures of the lad. He has always been a water-boy and appears to be gaining strength in the East of England aquatic league. The Heathcliffian younger spore could do just as well but revels in the medieval joustery that is Rugby. What is wrong with the highly-paid art that is football, I ask them?
The Daughter of Delight is intent upon furthering her education across the Pond. I just hope that she doesn't leave the campus, because surely all learning's dollars stop at the edge? We'll see...if I've ever been correct about anything it was that I would be dead by the time I was 40. Go figure.
On an uncharacteristic upnote, and a brief foray into personal stuff, I leave you with the gorgeous Marlena Shaw, and 'Wade in the Water'. Listen well, my brethren, cos the children will soon be doing what the lady is declaiming. In fact, you'll note that my sons are wading pretty well already! I'll get their coats. X
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