I’ve got a couple of days left of my free trial of the latest all singing, all dancing PhotoShop thing. It’s been pretty good, I’ve been playing with it for spot removal from the old scans and sharpening up saveable misty shots the like. I really can’t be arsed with all the manipulation that folks do, regardless of the stunning results acheived. I just need a proper grown-ups camera and I think I’d be happy.
Photies to me are memory jolters, an instant smile, something to bore Holly with?
That’s the Cobbler from Beinn Narnain, looking all mountainous and grand.
Photies are the only possession I would remove from a burning house. There are so many boxes of them though, and consequently numerous journeys through burning, collapsing timbers that I would probably die in the attempt.