20 October 2012

Found. Uncle Peter.

Our family photos are kept in a plastic bag by my aunty. Like all hordes, they're enthralling to sit and go through. Who was that, what are they doing and just why was my grandmother knitting as she strolled down the street. This is Uncle Peter as a young boy. I remember him as a smoking poker player and a man who moved from boarding house to boarding house.

No comments:

Post a comment