Here I am on holiday in September 2002.
The picture was taken on Aegina, looking out over the Saronic Gulf towards Piraeus. The sea on the far left - it can just be seen - is where the Persians were trying to get to when they were stitched up by Themistocles.
The picture was taken on Aegina, looking out over the Saronic Gulf towards Piraeus. The sea on the far left - it can just be seen - is where the Persians were trying to get to when they were stitched up by Themistocles.
On the high point farther over to the left - yes, it was a
cheap holiday, but these things can be seen - is where Xerxes
and his nobles sat watching the destruction of all their hopes
of ending our civilisation.
Let us hope our present rulers will have no greater
success.
Here is another picture of me.
And here is an entire photogallery
for those who are interested in looking at such things:
And here is an entire photogallery
for those who are interested in looking at such things:
 Here I am in December
1980. Notice I was a large youth, and my weight
has never remained stable. For reasons of vanity,
I do not yet choose to include pictures of me in
my larger manifestations. |
 Here I am in March 1981. These photographs
were taken for the usual purposes. Fortunately, I
neglected to throw them away, which supplies the
sad deficiency of other pictures of me. |
 Here I am in August 1985. I look at this
photograph and others like it whenever I have one
of my periodic attacks of panic about the
recession of my hairline. The line has held
rather well to date, but I do not expect it to
hold indefinitely. In this, as in most other
respects, I look to the future with a settled
pessimism. |
 Here I am in March 1986. I was very
proud of the beard, and was planning to look like
Karl Marx by Christmas. However, Mr Huet, who
took this photograph, assured me I might find my
way onto various international terrorist lists
unless I shaved the thing off. |
 Here I am photographed in Crete in
September 1991. It was hot. I had just been
rummaging round the ruins of Gortys, which was
the provincial capital in better days. |
 Here I am in November 1991. The photograph
was taken in Bratislava, for fixing to the
identity pass that would get me into the Prime
Minister's office. A shame about the lack of
a haircut. It was several weeks before I coudl
learn enough Slovak to get me about. |
 Here I am in October 2002. Behold
the passing of time! |
 Another photograph,
taken on the same day. |