Li'l Bruvver

Not so little any more!  John Loring SULLIVAN was born on 27th July (I won't divulge the year in case he is sensitive!).  I was about to turn 2.  Mum and Dad took me to Nan's place for a couple of weeks while they had, and settled in with, the new addition to the family.  Apparently I didn't want to know them when they came to collect me.

This is one of the earliest photos of John and I together.  It was taken in our back yard.

This is one of the latest photos of the two of us together!  At least I can say I have more hair again now (because it it slowly growing back) - but so does John because his beard is growing back.  He had shaved it off to raise money for the Leukemia Foundation.  No more on top though!

In the beginning!

This is going to be a random collection on reflections on things that have happened to me during my lifetime.  I said random, because they won't be in chronological order - rather, just as I think of them.

I was born in Yallourn Hospital on 12th August 1953.  My parents, Yvonne Valerie (nee GOOD) and John Rees SULLIVAN had waited some time for me to be born.  I think there were several false alarms before I finally decided to make my entrance into the world.

This isn't the earliest photo of me, but it is my favourite.  I was 6 1/2 months old when it was taken.  I'm not sure if the toy I am holding was mine or the photographer's.  But the dress still exists - I think Susan has it in a bag of baby clothes.