I picked up the first memory card. I would start with the oldest photos and work my way forwards in time to the newest photos. That would make sense.
I put the memory card back down. I'm not a big fan of sense. Where's the fun in that?
So I picked up the last memory card, number 13, loaded it into my Samsung ES75 camera, connected it to my laptop with a USB cable, fired up the flux capacitor, and accelerated to 88 miles per hour.
My nephew Toby, ladies and gentleman. In case you're worried about saying something un-PC, Toby is healthy in every way, including his eyes. Cheeky monkey.
This was taken on a short cruise to Bruges in May 2014 for my Dad's 60th Birthday. Unfortunately the sea was so rough that we couldn't dock in Belgium so instead we bobbed around in the channel for two days.
My favourite photo from one of seven weddings I went to last year. The bride's name was Holly and the groom's name was... Darren? I think? I can't remember. They are friends of my friend Steven.
Steven asked me to be his plus-one at the last minute. Everyone assumed that I was his gay lover.
Which I'm not. Just to clarify.
Firle Beacon in August. Immense. The people in the photo are my friends Rupert & Nicky and Nick & Anna. I went for a walk and took some photos because five's a crowd, right?
Nicky & Rupert organised a weekend of camping because it was their last chance before they have a baby. It was very sweet of them to invite me and I absolutely loved drinking and chatting with them around a camp fire and then walking onto the South Downs the next day.
A summer sunset in Buxted Park. I adore this place and walk there regularly all year round. The way the sun illuminates the long grass like this and a breeze ripples through it in waves is an awesome performance that I just have to stop and watch.
I have seen so many photos that make me smile on just 1 memory card. What will I find on the other 12?
What do you wish you could do that would put a smile on your face?
Little Toby obviously has his Uncle Richard's daft sense of humour! :) x
ReplyDeleteIt's in the genes. He didn't stand a chance. :-)
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