Isn't it surprising what one finds in one's 'nostalgia'  box   suitcase.

I wish I could remember the name of the artist who drew this pencil sketch of me.

I remember it was a friend of a friend who came to visit me with aforementioned friend in about the year 1976 .

I remember I was sat on a chair in my little London council flat while he sketched from the settee.....and that is about all I remember ...oh and that he was quite good-looking

It wasn't too bad a likeness either

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I still have the heavy lidded eyes, they were there in my childhood photos too,
 I still have the nose that veers off to one side with one nostril  wider than the other and I still have the same indentation of the lower 'split' lip which formed after years of  it splitting due to the cold northern winters of the 1950's.

Only one criticism though and that is that he drew my top lip too thinly....only one can't complain as I can't remember posing for too long...couldn't stay still for long in those days :) Xx

Compare a photo of me taken around the same time
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Just a thought but why don't all you bloggers over forty years old post a photo of yourself when you were in your teens or twenties :??: