Here's Mum, aged 15, enthusiastically feeding pigeons near Trafalgar Square. The year was 1948 and the horrors of war were a fading memory, with the promise of good times just around the corner. Dad was just around the corner too. My parents met within two years of this photo being taken and courted for the next five, before marrying in 1955.
18 years later, at the same location, I'm not nearly so confident. Note the big empty space around me. Those pigeons could sense that I wasn't keen. Dad tried every trick in the book to make me interact with the blighters, but I was having none of it.