One giant leap
It is little known that in the early 80′s I was selected to become a member of the Irish Child Space Program. Here you see me about to embark on our first mission to the Moon on the lunar orbiter LÉ Muirchú.
The catastrophic results of those early missions are still classified material and the the cash strapped program was abandoned by the mid eighties, replaced by a plan to fire plague ridden potatoes into Great Britain using a giant wavin pipe.
January 30th, 2009 at 9:52 am
Awww. I’ll bet those obscured curls were even cuter in zero gravity. (Your Mom has an awfully hip wardrobe for the 80′s. Why aren’t her jeans horribly high-waisted and tight like all the big-haired 80′s women in the U.S.!? How’d she escape looking so decent!?)
January 30th, 2009 at 11:51 am
That picture is circa 1980. I think the horrors of ’80′s fashion were still ahead of us.
January 31st, 2009 at 9:43 am
I think my mother must have taken this picture because she was so proud of my outfit. She had managed to condense the spirit of early 1980′s into a checked shirt, chino dungarees, and little leather sandals. It was a crystal vision of the age.
February 2nd, 2009 at 11:40 pm
Dig the sandals man.