Merry Christmas. Somebody Had A Party

This is an interesting old photo, isn't it? At some point a rat got part of it, but ...

it's still as easy as pie
to identify two still in the public eye.

Must have been a classy establishment. It's not the Italian-tailored, Savile Row and Jermyn Street attire that you and Khalifa and one of the bin Daij or bin Mubarak brothers were wearing, or the petite covered candles on the tables or the (no doubt) ice water in the pitcher and glasses on the teeny, tiny table. No, look at the occupants of the table behind your head. Blondie gave away the game. Did you know? She might have worked for us, but I cannot confirm.

Oh look! You signed it, right over the lamp. So sweet, just like the look on your face. You boys are are smiling about something, that's for sure. (Hmm, maybe it's necessary to click on the photos to see ALL the details.)

I dunno. What does it say?

Khalifa bin Salman Al Khalifa, Casual Photos, Bahrain 1965

Remember when I said the photos were upcoming. Well, here's a photo for the ages. Well, from ages ago, like many of the others in the collections. I know you will be surprised. It's true. A picture is worth a thousand words.

Uncle Khalifa bin Salman Al Khalifa with his cigarette and qahwa Arabiyya at the old race track, Bahrain 1965, while the island was still a British Protectorate. Where's that photograph of Anne, anyway? You know, the pretty English woman we teens were told was his wife when she came to the bowling alley in Awali and we were there, too.

And here's another, this time with his shades on. He always was a shady character.

but ever so handsome, according to the older ladies. He was smiling at Mother.