I've always been a one for the past, trawling through the baby books time and time again, but until this morning I didn't appreciate just how many photographs we own. Whilst searching for a photo of my younger self dressed as a pirate (I never did find it, I wonder if such a thing actually exists or whether I just dreamt it) I found several albums I had never seen before, among them my parents' university photos. It was a little unnerving; they looked so young, strange to think they were only a year or so older than me when the images were first documented. It makes me wonder how well we'd get along if I met them in London and also, in a perverse way, it feels a little like looking into the future. I'm certainly beginning to see where I get the over-the-top photographing instinct from though.









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