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Here is mine on Dad's Wolseley - so I was always going to have twin Bonnets, Headlamps and big curved Wings I guess Do add yours if you wish it could be interesting

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My first real recollection is of being in Malaysia on the KL air force base, aged 3. There may be some stuff prior to that but real life kicked in in KL. Dad was a RAF pilot and he was teaching the RMAF guys how to use our ex-cold war hardware that they had just purchased. IIRC it was Whirlwinds, Vampires (variable noise generators due to the only effect the throttle seemed to have) plus a selection of other stuff.

I remember

Going from Aberdonian ghost white, through prawn to quite dark brown over the 3+ years.
Learning to wear toe post flip flops, I can still pickup a TV remote with my feet now (not advisable at home)
My light brown hair going red in the sun - the Malays thought it quite amazing and liked to pat me on the head, annoying.
Almost fainting from heatstroke a good few times.
Sliding down the bank to find pineapple trees at the bottom - look them up, it was bloody.
Walking across the golf course to the officers mess to get dad and kick a tree branch fallen on the floor, it was a snake and it was a bit pi""ed off.
Seeing alligators or something like them in the rain ditches in monsoon season.
Having my high-speed squeaky dolphin Aberdonian accent broken to a clear forces roll.
The wonderful, soft, caring Malaysian people.
The smell overdose of a durian fruit. Next best thing to mustard gas on a bus.
The somewhat bolshy RAF manner often portrayed back then, glad that is no longer the case.

The tour included Indian, Singapore and other places and I remember many many things about them. For those of you who fly to Singapore and previously used Kai'Tak I have a lovely photo of it as a 2 story wooden neighbourhood taken from Dad's PR Spitfire as a test shot.

A great childhood and having been the foreign oik in someone else's country I believe I got a better perspective on fitting into a multi-cultural world, but a lot of people may well disagree!

This is a shot in front of the officers quarters on the RMAF base in KL aged 5ish (1968?) a bit. It was quite a set of memories.



I was very lucky.

Christmas time. On my horse and ready to ride.

Perhaps not the earliest memory, as this is from about 10 years old, but it clearly shows I was always going to favour a wooden chassis and non-servo braking!

Nice picture Richard. I've always loved Wolseleys.

The first car I remember being around was my grandfather's Riley RMA but I haven't got any pictures of the car unfortunately, let alone me with it.

This is the earliest picture I have of me, aged about 3 with my younger brother Brian. To maintain the theme, if you look very carefully you might spot the toy car in my left hand!



Here is a later picture of Brian and I embarking on our racing careers at Bognor (Hotham Park!)

My earliest memories of my first drive, and my Dad's first ever family car, a Morris 10 - twin bonnets, headlamps, curved wings, wing lights, running boards AND a sun roof. Sound familiar??

Seasonal although not sure why I'm looking a little glum. Maybe because I haven't been taken to the toy floor of Hammond's department store yet

Another very early one taken in summer of 1949 when I was literally a few weeks old. A happy family picnic at Warter on the Yorkshire Wolds. Austin 10? not sure about motorbike but must have been my uncles. Guessing I'm in the back of car behind towel sun shade.

My father had a BSA B31 a 350cc motorbike & I can remember being in the garage alone with it when I escaped the house. That is my first memory.
The photo is of me & my parents in my grandparents B&B called Sunnybrook in Brixham c 1960. The B&B is still operating but my grandparents sold it when they went to Oz as £10 poms in 1969 with my Mum's siblings.