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||My mum, taken in
1989, the year she received her O. B. E. for teaching. Taught
everything, and everybody from P1 to S6. A legend in many homes in
Glasgow. Taught me to read at three, and is the most influential of
any regards my genotype and phenotype. Genotype is our genetic
potential when born. Phenotype is what that genetic potential
actually becomes (i.e. you) . This is entirely down to environment.
Environment influences physical, cognitive, social and emotional
development. They in turn influence each other. Big-time!
|Me, my Olympic Gold
Medal winning smile, and the reason! Cape Town, South Africa July
1990. Earlier in the year I had received a phone call from a local
lawyer to say if I came down to his office with some ID I would
'learn something to my advantage.' In the time it took him to put
down his receiver I was at his door! He handed me a cheque for £2000,
sent to him by my big cousin Len Keating in Cape Town. Len had sent
it over so I could go over to celebrate the release of Nelson
Mandela. You didn't need to ask me twice, and I spent a brilliant
six weeks travelling all over a magnificent country. A land of
contrasting peoples and landscapes. I met all sorts, and saw all
sorts. From agents of South African state security, to gun toting
gangsters. My most memorable moment was speaking at the A. N. C.
Black Business Caucus in Cape Town. I was the only white person in
the audience, bar the BOSS guy mentioned above! A year earlier he
would have jailed me for what I said. This time around he joined in
the standing ovation! Social Darwinism. Nkosi Sikelel' iAfrica
||Peter Kerr &
Peter Murray British Student Debating Champions June 1979 The year I
finished my BA in Social Sciences. Peter Kerr on the left had
encouraged me in 1st year to get into student politics, and I went
on to become sabbatical Vice President of GCTSA . Peter Murray on
the right influenced my personal politics, and the degeneration of
my liver! He still does on the former, but not the latter. Returning
to my course in 4th year I became Debates Convenor on the Students
Representative Council. The two Peters were dynamite! Together they
made an explosive gestalt in the snobby world of student debating.
From the first round to the final of the Edmund Burke these two ran
amok. They cuffed the likes of Edinburgh University, Oxford and
Cambridge Universities, and Trinity College Dublin. Most pleasing of
all was giving Glasgow University a doing in the semi-final at
Aberdeen University! I laid on a supporters bus, which we filled.
Aberdeen University were that pleased to see us that they gave us 2
cases of wine to quaff on our long bus journey home. With the likes
of John Murphy, Jim Hart and 'Pancho' Melia on board, the Tech won
the drinking competition that night as well! GU were as sick as
parrots, every which way.
|Christmas 1990 or
not far off it! A historic picture featuring all the Ward girls. The
lady at the front is my dear Aunt Helen, my mum's sister, who died
in 2003. I will never forget you. Behind her are her daughters and
my much loved cousins Helena, Tricia, Catherine, Frances and Anne.
Anne is holding Collette. The wee girl in the big kilt (You'll grow
into it!) is Katarine, Catherine's daughter. She will be black
affronted when she sees this as she is currently studying law at the
University of Alicante!
Boys. Glasgow 1992
Me, and my three 'wee' brothers.
Lawrie, Bryan and Desmond. Lawrie is on the left, and Bryan on the
right. The reason for the suits is Fr. Des in the middle. Our
youngest sibling, this was taken in Kingspark, Glasgow when he was
ordained to the priesthood. He is currently a parish priest in
Liverpool. My mum calls Des my alter-ego. She's not wrong! What do
you think 'alter-ego' means? You would get a HUGE clue if you read
the preface to
& Methods. Ha!! Send your answer to
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