The other day, I received something quite...unexpected in the post the other day. For some reason, Mother decided to send me, among other things, a few childhood photographs.
Probably another attempt to convince me to quit boxing...
Unfortunately, it would seem Mother hasn't exactly taken care of these, but...well, I'm not one to boast, but I daresay...
I believe this was taken in front of the school I attended as a child. Ha! I even remember that old uniform! I'm...perhaps seven in this photograph? It's a bit difficult to tell, even for me. I really was quite a charming lad. It's not surprising that I grew up to look as good as I do today. Hahaha...
...Oh dear. The lighting is, er...rather unfortunate in this photograph, isn't it...? Hmm.
I must admit, these photos do bring back quite a few memories of my childhood.
Playing with my schoolmates, wandering about the mansion in the afternoon, piano lessons, violin lessons, private tutoring after school, etiquette lessons, tennis lessons...
Hmm. I'm actually getting a bit fatigued just thinking about it...