Wednesday, 28 December 2016

A different Peto


This picture was on a box of handkerchiefs that my sister or I were given for Christmas over fifty years ago. Yes, for some reason my lovely Mum kept the box.

Did she know something?

Was it an omen?

I love these illustrations and I love having discovered the other Petos in my life.

There is the Peto at Norwich Railway Station whose bust I walked under everyday when I travelled to and from college in the 1970s and the Peto in Budapest whose bust I passed by everyday in the 1980/90s and this one on my hankies in the 1960s.

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