Last year, whilst rearranging memorabilia (junk) up in our attic, I rediscovered a few old rolls of used black and white film that I reckoned I must have taken around my time at art college, as it was two-and-a-quarter-square format, taken on my Yashicamat (that I left on a train somewhere between Dundee and Kirkcaldy). Obviously curious to find out what exactly was on them, I took the rolls along to local photographer Malcolm Thomson who did a superb job of rescuing them from oblivion.
I was absolutely delighted when the subject matter turned out mostly to be of my skinny, young, beautiful wife-to-be, Elaine. Having now seen these images today for the very first time since viewing them through the camera lens over 35 years ago, I shudder to think that these could easily have been thrown out at any point during that time.
I find them so beautiful, charming and innocent, and they bring back so many memories of that time.
There were also a couple pics of me that Elaine had obviously insisted on taking! I attach one of them here for those of you who have taken the time to view all of the above. Ravenscraig Castle towers over me … and it’s Elaine’s bag, by the way! But the star is mine – ala David Essex! Sir is sporting a beige Lord John cardie with red stripes!