So - as you do when you haven't been home in a while - I was looking over old photos with my mum today and found one of myself, aged 7 that would be considered fucking illegal these days. It was this fancy dress party and I decided I just had to go as a belly dancer*. And there I am in the photos - bikini, Salome veils, beads and pearls, naval jewel, face full of make up and posing like a, um - well harlot I suppose. I mean fucking hell, serious Lolita material. I'm looking at it now, as a parent, going for fuck's sake mother!! But there it is - and 20(some) years ago that when through the photo development lab without causing a stir - I've scanned it on to my dad's pc to email it and a load of other stuff home and I'm wondering in the back of my mind if I'm going to have to lowlevel format that harddrive 'just in case'. How times have changed! * Mum seems to recall my decision was inspired by an episode of the Muppet Show - somethings really never change, eh?