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A superior man is modest in his speech, but exceeds in his actions.


As ever, Henry leads the way with bold and purposeful strides. Here he re-enacts Mussolini’s ‘March on Rome’. Henry has broken ranks with historical reality and pretends that Benito actually marched himself (rather than took a car), with Jen cast in the role of General De Bono, and Ezra the vicious little Balbo.

Of course, I assumed the role of Victor Emmanuel III.

By the end of things we got a little closer to reality. Indeed, it ended in tears.

Comments

Roddy said…
As in Russia, I thought you were looking for a concrete wall to sun yourselves, as on one of their balmy sub-zero sunny days.
The family look well. If a little chilled.
lettuce said…
nice bird's eye view
Priyanka Khot said…
Spent close to half an hour going through the posts I missed reading over the last 2 weeks.

Your boys have grown so much. Love to both of them.

This pic is really nice. Henry looks old enough and ready to climb the Everest. On his way to the top of the world, ask him to stop in Delhi to meet me :-)
Carola said…
Everything - and the beach. Wonderful photo. Perfect timing!
Hi! Kris...
I agree with the previous commenter(s) nice photograph!
(Of Jen, Henry and Ezra...)
What a nice angle (the photograph)and quote too!
The WWII reenactment story...lol!!!!
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, it was rather windy, and the wind was at my back.

Lettuce, I call it the 'penguin-eye view'.

Priyanka, Henry is exceptionally tall now. Ez is talking like a champ.

Carola, I have to take a lot of photographs before I demonstrate 'good timing'.

DeeDee, don't forget, the March on Rome was in ’22!

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