LD 130 Appearing in front of our eyes

My mother was a keen, though  not very good , photographer - so much so that my father used to describe her as a "paparazzi" because she insisted on taking pictures of everything at every family gathering.

She was particularly fond of her Polariod "instant camera" as they were called at the time but I hadn't seen the technology in use for ages until this morning when Emily Louise, who had been staying the night with Nicole, produced a Fuji version just before they left for the ferry to Islay.

This is Cathleen and I slowly appearing in front of our eyes and it did take me back.