Some random old film photos of mine, just because (including two postcards I purchased in Paris years ago which I love). I’ve been gradually scanning in my many old photos, and being a long, fairly arduous process already, it’s made even longer by me sitting on the lounge and going through each one, remembering my old life, lost loved ones and people I haven’t seen for a long time, thinking how simple my life was then.
It’s funny isn’t it, how nostalgia softens even the worst of disagreements or hurts? We should bottle it.
Have a lovely weekend all.