Staying with my parents, studying family photos, I now wonder if my recollections are sound.

Could it be that the photo taken in Tanzania was a particularly extreme example, not completely representative of my youthful form?

Could it be that I’m my own worst critic? Well no, not really. All I can say is that some photos are better than others.

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