Sunday, June 1, 2008
I was sorting through some of my parents slides the other day to make some prints for my sisters birthday. I always feel sentimental when I look through them. We used to have slide shows when I was a kid. My dad would project the images against a white painted door and we children would sit transfixed for hours while images of unknown relatives and places would flick by. We would giggle at our mums big hair, our dads boyish body and our nans bathers. My youngest one now looks at her favourite selection of those same slides. Pointing at the little people contained within the small frame asking is that me and where am I.
Posted by Julie at 10:55 PM