On that night when I was so tired to begin with, I just had to scan more pictures. Didn’t I? The trouble is that I often, too often, can’t leave well enough a long, so I just had to take the time to remove the scratches from this photo …
… to turn it into this photo. Which is pretty crazy, I guess, since the scratches don’t really take much away from the picture. Maybe they even add a bit of charm? Did I say that I was too tired to have been mucking about with incidentals like that? I just can’t seem to helpeth my selfeth.
It all goes to prove that I have be some problems in me ‘ead. Fred.
Too bad my face is blurry and that I’m looking off because it could have been a good photo, and it was a pretty fine one of dear, old Dad, regardless. Yes, I was sure pulling a Nikki Dee there, but I still think that I was pretty durn cute.