This is me, probably in 1968. Easter. But the most important thing in the photo is Fred. Fred was a chocolate sprinkles pot. I remember Fred well, I remember how he felt, and the sound of the sprinkles, coming out of the vertex of Fred's head. I found this photo while searching through back up CD's for some completely different pictures I need as a reference for my next job. I have an enormous archive of childhood slides, I should scan more of them, they're quite enchanting. Smoking wasn't frowned upon yet, back in 1968. My brother got tobacco as an Easter present.
Luna snail mailed me a lovely little work of art, thank you!!
I do remember Fred. When I held it close for sprinkling, the smell of chocolate and old plastic mingled in a sort of mushy way. I wasn't the one who got the tobacco though, or was I? I was 15 then ..
Adorable. You that is. Not Fred.
No, you never smoked Winner, did you?
Samson
Kijk, jij kreeg dan vroeger geen Silly Putti maar je had wel een Fred! Een hagelslagFred!
Men, daar had ik een moord voor gedaan!
:-)
@ Anneke: wij hadden Fred al heel lang.
@ Peter: Que? Samson? How, what, which, who? Me no understand.
more childhood slides, this one is fantastic...and where can i get a fred! I love chocolate sprinkles! I hate hearing that you get head aches too, but at the same time it makes me feel better that i am not alone in this achy spring.
cheerio elaine
hey any pics of that inflatable phone?
@Rhya: very hard question. I don't think I have a picture of the phone. I wasn't such a pro in life documenting yet, back then.
are those "mastellen"?
Mmmmm
Mooi plaatje. Net Eloise at the Plaza!
(pas ontdekt in de boekwinkel, zie www.eloisewebsite.com - maar je kent haar vast wel)
Samson is halfzware shag silly.