For those who don’t believe in fate or whatever, here’s proof that from an early age I was destined to write hard science fiction about astronauts:
Taken in the early 1970s in Doha, Qatar. I will have been about four or five. The “spacesuit” was a Christmas present, I seem to remember. I suspect I would not have lasted long if I’d actually worn it in space.
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March 26, 2013 at 10:41 am
Huh, some of us had to make do with a cardboard box with a hole cut out of the front. I suspect that wouldn’t have worked well if we’d actually worn it in space either though, which shows that the same results can always be achieved at a lower cost.
March 26, 2013 at 11:07 am
When I lived in Dubai a few years after the photo was taken, we had to build our own Eagle Transporter out of sand…
March 26, 2013 at 4:07 pm
Sand?! In Birmingham we used to DREEEAM of sand!
Colum
March 26, 2013 at 6:29 pm
You were lucky!
March 27, 2013 at 8:44 pm
Luxury!
We had to make do with newspaper!
(Enough of the Monty Python jokes now?)
March 26, 2013 at 11:05 am
This explains a lot, mate!
March 26, 2013 at 1:04 pm
I would’ve KILLED for that suit.
March 26, 2013 at 4:09 pm
You still can. Will contact you with details later.
March 26, 2013 at 4:18 pm
Right-o…