Well having not seen him since we left
in 1963, it is natural to check him out now or else if we were to bump
into each other on the streets in Australia, we would not know each
other unless he
opens his mouth and speaks. It is strange that our voices do not change
unlike our image.
Having asked for a photo for 4 years, finally this old horse has manage
to take one and here he is - Kuda san. Has not change much - still the
kuda we know.