I was going through a load of old photographs earlier today, and when I do this, I'm always frustrated, and slightly saddened. The reason for this is that, although there are thousands of slowly-fading photos in my home, only a very tiny proportion are labelled. The ones that ARE labelled, are generally of subjects I know, and, therefore, need not be labelled. My late parents...
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It's odd, but the older one gets, the faster time seems to go. As a kid, everything is just too far ahead, but I find now, aged 50, although feeling no different than when I was 17-18, everything seems to come round a bit quicker. It's an odd phenomenon, believe me. My generation is an odd one - take the music, for instance. The first...
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