I was seven years old when I owned my first camera. It took three years before my parents finally bought me a roll of film though….
It must have been a big decision for mum to eventually succumb to my boyish pleadings and promises of doing all the washing-up for a year. It cost sixpence (old money) and I now realise was such an act of love on her behalf that my eyes well up as I write this. Goodness knows what my father said to her for buying it. After all, we were at these second-hand events for a reason. And it wasn’t to buy something we couldn’t eat or wear….click image for full story or find @ http://www.iwalkiwrite.com/index.php/2010/04/kodak-and-kirk
