Just looking something up in an old Register piece of mine. And finally, finally, noticed something about this:
The chat up of the tart by the potential punter – or vice versa of course – seems to be taking place outside the gynaecological clinic in Callao, which is the old port of Lima, Peru.
So here’s the mystery. How did the El Reg pictures editor know that my great granny was born in Callao, the port city of Lima, Peru. And, also, that her mother was no better than she should be. If not professional at it at least one of her children was born 11 months after the relevant husband’s death – it’s marked on the birth certificate.
Spooky synchronicity, eh?