I’ve searched long and hard for this photo, and was beginning to think that it was lost! It is the earliest photo of me outside on the Reso under my own steam.
I’m sitting on the trike in a corner of the garden which would forever become known as Snowy’s Corner. A couple of years after this picture was taken, after asking incessantly for a dog like my Auntie Doris’ black spaniel Micky, my dad came up with a compromise and bought me an albino rabbit. It wasn’t quite the same in my opinion but Snowy spent almost a decade in a custom built hutch made with great care by my dad out of marine quality laminated wood. The hutch had two compartments, a lobby area and a main living space. The whole front of the hutch hinged upwards to allow food, water and bedding to be replaced on a daily basis. But I digress…
That trike was my pride and joy and I can remember vividly this picture being taken. Behind me to the left is Iris Watkins garden. Her dad grew epic rhubarb and she taught me how to dance the Twist. Over my right shoulder is Vanessa’s garden. I used to climb over the fence behind me to play with her, Debbie and Mallie.
The spooky thing is that my lifelong friend Duncan has an almost identical picture taken at the other end of the Reso!
History does repeat itself because this is my son Luke almost thirty years later in a similar pose…
Ambrose Conway 