Where ever I went, the HR got a lot of attention.
“My dad had that car” or “I grew up in a HR” or “how much would you take for it” were the most common talking points from passer by (mostly men and not the chick magnet you’d hope for).
At around this time, I stoped for a photo shoot in the old Port Adelaide wool stores.
Being a design student at the time and starting to play around with digital photography and Photoshop, I quite enjoyed setting up the images and then playing with the photos in the computer afterwards.
A trio of these photo combine in a nice frame for Dad’s birthday one year – something that still hangs in the study to this day.
