Not only is she still cute, she's smoking one of General Galland's cigars. She's got the Me 262 parked out of shot.
Moving swiftly on, or to be more accurate, back, here's a distinctly un-cute sight. It appears that 30 years ago I looked suspiciously like Lemmy, but without the warts. The chap on the right is my old friend (but 19 in the photo) Eric.
One of us still has
some hair left.