I once looked like Camilla Parker-Bowles. I’m not proud of that, and I imagine she wouldn’t be too pleased either, but there we are. It’s part of my history.

The boys were very young once (come to think of it, so was I) and in this photo they hugged me in spite of my hair. I was only 50 or so, but I should’ve known better. I eventually got it cut about three years later to become the bronzed adonis that you see today.

We live and learn eh?

Steve and the boys