You look so much like your Dad Jonathan. The eyes, the nose and the mouth. Unfortunately my own father let me down badly when I was child. Caught up with him just five years ago. A pathetic sight of a man; living in a scruffy flat in South London, an alcoholic. He wept uncontrollably upon seeing me. We can't choose our parents (I love my mum deeply), but I know from the pics and your words, that you had two wonderful parents. It is quite fascinating peering into the past life of the man who entertained me so much during the seventies and eighties. Thankyou.

(I'm not suggesting that you bored me in the nineties btw)
