crude, heavy and clumsy to handle ...

but I love her!

I spent many happy years in the early 70s with my original Zenit-E. She was sturdy to say the least and we had many a tumble when a bit worse for wear. We even went camping together. We shared hotdogs at Maine Road, dodged the police at the Notting Hill Carnival and went potato-picking in Lincolnshire (where she fell off my bike). I did leave her behind in several Manchester pubs but she always found me.

This smoky Zenit arrived today in a cardboard box, acquired for 99p on eBay. Could my old flame have finally tracked me down?