Ok When I was at home in Ireland talking to some people about how when I was growing up there, I had the long hair and a beard. They were kind of afraid to come up and talk to me. It wasn't until years later they realized I was approachable. I had to dig out some photos when I was there. They may have been correct. I don't know. So here is a quick look back at some time in my life.







Hiding out


A wee bit of religon,


The town that I loved so well


I made stuff.


I protested for the release of Nelson Mandela in London.


I always liked burning SHIT.




Me with my friend Cait. We were the best of friends.


My friend Leo. We have traveled a lot together,


My cousin Angela and I. She has giving me great memories that I have taken with me through all my days.




Me and Adrian. My mad mad beautiful friend.


Me and God know's who.


The lads and I




Marlene Kunzman. I need to talk to her.


Nicola 


With Pat, Maureen and Tommy


Speaking about Tommy, He is the oldest friend I have. Not by age but but by time.  We were on the run together. Well anyway here we are past and present.









A great guy.

Then here is Terry and I past and present. Terry and I did a tour of London East and West together and other stuff too. Schhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!






Maura. She has been around for ever,








My meeting with the Irish President "Patrick Hillary"  back in the 80s..


This is my friend Frederique Odin from Roissy En Brie, France. I haven't seen her since the eighties. I must look her up and see what she had been up to.


This is my friend Helen Bugler. I was into developing photos back then I colored this one in just to see.