gathering dust

Although I haven't been posting my responses online, I have been playing along with Julie Goucher's  Book of Me, Written by You  this week's prompt  asked us to describe our physical self and this got me thinking about family resemblances. It's something that I have thought about before - especially when using the face recognition tools in Picasa  as it struggles to work out who is who - so I thought I'd post some family photos to see what you all think. Are the resemblances that family and friends comment on noticeable to virtual strangers? I look like my Mum who looks like her Dad. Me at 26 Mum at 16 So can you pick my Grandfather out of this photo from the National Archives? Grandpa & Mum on her Wedding Day Grandpa's genes are pretty dominant Two of My Cousins at the elder's graduation My nose may also be the fault of my father's genes, specifically his paternal grandmother My Great Grandma Rebecca Sinclair Nose...

In amongst the certificates and photographs documenting the family is two pages of hand-lined yellowing paper, covered in a careful script. My Nana gave it to my Father and I when I was 15 and first asked about my Grandfather (Walter Thomas Muffett, 9/4/1916-13/3/1958) and family history. She'd kept it for how much it represented his sense of humour, a trait that is certainly evident amongst his children and grandchildren. It is Old, but Still Good On the assumption that "a laugh will always win,"I am indebted to Albert Falk for the following. If anyone can read it without a laugh, I'll go quietly I had twelve bottles of whiskey in my cellar, and my wife told me to empty the contents of each and every bottle down the sink or else -- So I said I would, and proceeded with the unpleasant task, I with withdrew the cork from the first bottle and poured the contents down the sink, with the exception of one glass, which I drank. I extracted the cork from the second...