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Hi this is me Carl Hathaway, well not now of course, I was about 2 or 3 when this was taken.

This web site chronicles the life and times of me and my family with pages dedicated to each of my daughters Rebecca, Charlotte and Laura Mae, the odd (usually very odd) photo of other relatives although very few would be suitable for blackmail.

Click on any picture to see it in full size

That car remains the only convertible I've ever owned, the Indian head dress has long gone and the fringe is a little higher but I'm still incredibly photogenic (sic)!!

What a fine young man!
Oh dear Although this was a DIY attempt a few years later to turn my trendy Chrysler Hunter super into a racy soft top. This is one of 5 cars I wrote off in the first 18 months after passing my test including one that was used by the RAF for weapons training and 2 weren't mine anyway so that doesn't really count!

Just about the earliest photo I have of me is this one taken when I was a happy smiling babe! What a happy baby
Later on, my penchant for transport steered me onto 3 wheels
Schoolboy I started school about the age of 5 when I almost risked a huge smile for the camera. This was taken at Devonshire Infants school in Sutton in Ashfield, which was more commonly known as little lane. My time here was notable for the amount of times I lost my shoe over the abbatoir that backed onto the playground.

Following on from the infants I went to St. Marys CofE school where I became one of only three people to be turned down for the school choir (I've been scarred ever since) and I'm probably the only one to resign from being a prefect (well I much preferred playing football).

My final school years were spent at Sutton Centre where I managed to go head first into a cold frame, was thrown out of the library for playing battleships and often demonstrated award winning acts of flatulence after a night on the mushy peas.

After school, I took the Queen's shilling and nobly volunteered to put my life on the line all around the globe serving the Royal Air Force.

Well more actually Lincolnshire, Leicestershire and Norfolk as an Assistant Air traffic Controller at Waddington, Cottesmore, Marham and Cranwell.

I scaled the dizzy heights of Corporal and my talents were rewarded with an honourable discharge in 1988.

orrible little man
Finished Having left the RAF at a fighting fit (fat?) 13 stone, and with a family history of Heart problems, I was advised to adopt a low cholestorol diet and the weight fell off and I became ultra fit culminating in me completing the London Marathon in 1990. I also ran the Brussels marathon later that year and the London again in 1993.
My main passion throughout life has always been football and during my childhood I supported Derby County before doing the sensible thing and started following my local club Mansfield Town, and this is me squeezing into a Super Stags shirt!

For the best football site on the web goto Stags Supporters Internet Branch

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1993 was a disappointing year for all the single women out there as I was joined in holy matrimony to Judith Box, so if you're filling up with tears look away now...


When you walk thru a storm...