Someone asked me over Christmas if there had ever been a time in my life when I had not viewed the world through a camera lens - the poor devil had just been given a calendar featuring some of my pictures from the 1960s - and I had to admit that I have always felt happier when insulated from reality by a decent optical lens. But there is a period in my life where I don't seem to have many images in my collection, and it is that period between the end of black and white and the start of digital photography. For me, they are the forgotten years, so one of my New Year Resolutions is to revisit some of these old colour negatives and convert them into a digital format.
My photo today is easy to date, Alexander is still a babe in arms so it must be 1990. We were on holiday in Somerset, in a farm house overlooking Lake Chew. Compared with some of the old black and white photos, it doesn't look all that long ago. But time races on : that smiling little lad is now working and gets married later this year.