Because no good retrospective is good without some black and white photos.
I'm particularly fond of the last one, as I have a very clear memory of my fervent dedication to that number bowl. Note the gaggle of dedicated childhood friends I was imminently surrounded with. (Hobby horse notwithstanding.)
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how cute can you get?
Hee Hee.
It's a funny bunch of photos I found, it's like this odd b/w series my mum must of taken. "stef in large apartment at dusk" or something!
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