First post, so I'd better explain. I Buy Slides. 35 mm slides from years ago. Why ? Well, someone has to. When Great Uncle Fred shuffles off his mortal coil, and the kids descend on the house to clear it and sell it, no-one wants a collection of random, old, unwanted slides, so they're chucked. Or sometimes sold.
I want them. Correction, I want some of them. Some of the slides are so evocative of the era, especially if I have no clue of the story behind them, or the subjects. So, me and some buds will meet every so often, crack open a few bottles of wine, and spend the night sneering at these ghosts from the past.
For example, the slide above. Who are they ? Are they middle-aged swingers, or are they off to a prayer meeting? Which gal is the guy married to? Am I the only one who suspects that Doris (on the far left) is completely naked under that trench-coat? Feel free to speculate...
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