Polaroids...

I have been looking through some old family photos and found these ones of me. The one of me in the basket was taken at my Nans housein 1971. The others were taken at Blackpool sometime in the late 70s I would imagine. The time the Blackpool ones were taken was not the happiest time looking back but its only now that i remember it being a rough time. When the photos were taken I think I was just growing up and thought that anything strange that was going on was just normal. My Mom is schizophrenic and i have watched her go through many changes over the years. My childhood however was good as far as i was concerned and I do have happy memories.