Front row far left, my Great Uncle Bob, somewhere in Burma World War 11. A bit of a 'handful' but always very kind and nice to me! He featured strongly in many of my best memories from childhood. He had a cellar under his house, an 'Aladdin's Cave' full of tools, nails, screws and bits and bobs. All my sheds have been mini replicas! He made me stilts and a soapbox cart, which provided me with many adventures. He was a builder and probably kindled my interest in a career in construction. I still remember him and think of him with love. RIP Uncle Bob and Aunt Alice.
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