Mum knew the Kennedys, she was sort of on the fringes. Swam with them when they visited Jamaica.
Married my dad, and whilst pregnant with me was an extra in Dr No, James Bond film. I've never received any royalties- nor spotted her in the film either.
We later moved to New York and on August 28, 1963 we went to Washington, to the Lincoln Memorial. I was there when Dr Martin Luther King gave what I believe to be one of the most powerful speaches of all time.
Learnt to walk on the Queen Mary, sailing to Southampton. Went on many of the Aldermaston marches, in the 60's. And again in the 80's.
My stepfather more or less synthesised cortisone.
Me and my bessie mate Justin are responsible for the salty vinegary 'fish and chips' crisp biscuit snack's name. Justin's dad worked in advertising and used to trial all sorts of stuff out on us. I seem to remember that 'chish and fips' was an alternative suggested.
Buggered up my ropework following a nasty dislocation at Tremadog, ending up with Jim Perrin untying more or less on the crux of the Itch slab. He wasn't very happy, and let me know about it.
Fell 600 feet in the Alps. Lived. Not a good day, but could have been a LOT worse.
Front cover of canoeing guide book. Pics of me in others too.
And then I had kids.
May you live in interesting times.