could have been worse, could have been seeing stars?…..apparently as a 2yo I painted the coal white in our back yard. I can’t remember that but around the same age I do remember splitting my head open on the table I could previously walk under. It will have been 1958 or 1959, we never owned a car and I remember my Dad carrying me from Everton Rd to Myrtle St hospital in a really thick fog.


