I may need to explain why I often refer to my other half as my second in command. My eldest grandchild once drew a picture of us together. A picture founded on her belief (as a very young child) that I was actually Patrick Stewart in Star Trek: the next generation. 

This is a picture of my second in command, drawn by my eldest grandchild a few years ago. 

The first drawing has long since been lost (the above is from a recently discovered archive). However, a cropped image still exists. 

There’s a lot more detail in the original; it’s apparent that my second in command’s hair lacked strands in the follow-up (the first picture above).

OK, in the absence of the original, here’s the later version 

Note the detail, the presence of Geordi La Forge on the left