The stripey blob in the background is me!
As a baby, he was very placid and easy going. When he was able to sit up alone, if one of his sisters sat next to him, he would lean on them. Some say that's laziness, maybe they're right. He got on quite well with his sisters, and they would sometimes condescend to let him join in their games - on one condition. He either had to be the man of the house who went out to work, so had to play quietly in the corner and not bother them. Or he would be the pet dog, and sit quietly in a box in the corner, and not bother them. By the way, he is 6 foot 3 inches, happily married with two children. So playing 'dog' doesn't seem to have harmed him at all.
Looking very ginger
No, he's not a giant, we were at a model village
The arm belongs to Chris
With his sister Helen