From the family album #7

Dot, sister-in-law.
You can see where the Hatchling
Gets her fine looks from!

From the family album #6

My nephew Fernando, age 21.  A model train enthusiast from a young age, his duplication in miniature of the rail system of the state of Perak, Malaysia, was the cover story in the June 1987 issue of Railway Modeller.  He was also an enthusiastic body-builder but his involvement in a sketchy protein supplement import business led to his imprisonment for 3 months after a standover incident with a local producer of music videos.  He was later pardoned after it was revealed that he had been blackmailed into confessing by an unscrupulous Welsh architect with links to the trade unions.  Today he resides in Peru where he is conducting background research on the Kokubunji Railway Station, Japan in anticipation of a new masterpiece.

From the family album #5

Great Aunt Eunice, the pioneering aviatrix, mugs for the camera upon her arrival home from the Dutch East Indies, where she had set all manner of female altitude records.  Her accomplishments would later be immortalized in the fictionalized novella Wolf Slobber which was a minor hit in Denmark.  Her later years were blighted by a mysterious disease contracted from tropical biting flies, but she pressed on, securing a voice-acting role in the Pink Panther cartoon series as a colonial matron which sadly ended up on the cutting room floor due to time constraints.

From the family album #4

My step-uncle Edwin, who now goes by the name of Shariff.  An early dial-up internet entrepreneur, he styled himself "the modem king of the Murrumbidgee catchment".  He served as Treasurer of the local council for many years and used the platform to make a name for himself as a celebrity weatherman and guest on the summer telethons raising funds for charity.  He recently had a falling out with a major local business figure and friend and found himself shunned at the Rotary Club.  As a result he is thinking of relocating to Western Australia to stage some of the plays he has been writing at night for the past few decades.

From the family album #3

My second cousin Corky.  This was the last photo taken of his "special" hair before he got it cut off because he was going to attend theological college in Switzerland.  However, he never even got as far as Basel.  While trekking in Bhutan en route to Europe he befriended the coach of Transport United in the Bhutan A-Division and ended up securing a job as the team masseur. Corky's other claim to fame is that he had a species of butterfly named after him by a school friend after Corky bailed him out of jail following his arrest in the King's Cross red-light district under mysterious circumstances.

From the family album #2

A rare photo of my cousin twice removed, Warren, taken at the age of 30.  This picture was a publicity shot for his prog-rock power trio, The Ottoman Corsairs, in which he played the electric lute.  Warren was a high school music teacher by profession but was sacked after a scandal in which he was found to have stolen melodies from the homework of a Japanese exchange student.  Fleeing Australia for the United States of America, he was last known to be earning a living penning aphorisms for football commentators and may have been engaged to an ornithologist.

From the family album #1

 

My Uncle Viktor at the age of 27.  He'd recently returned from a lengthy tour of the Caucasus, convinced that there was a fortune to be made in contracting the construction of football stadiums there.  Although his father disapproved, Viktor somehow secured an enormous loan from him which was subsequently squandered on his true passion, buying 1930's German art photographs at auction.  Tragically, all of the prints and negatives were seized and destroyed by Swedish customs officials in a misunderstanding over a university endowment.  Viktor never really recovered from the shock but managed to eke out a marginally successful career as an arms dealer operating via mail order.