Posts tagged ‘camping’

We found an old roll of film in the loft and these were all that were on it. It is basically the most accurate representation of my childhood I could possibly hope to have. I think the photographer was almost certainly me, except in the ones where I appear, when it probably would have been my little brother, who was obviously my artistic equal. They are shown here in order of quality.

My sister and my little brother, by a tree.

My sister, by our tent.

My dad punting along the¬†river in Cambridge. Also shown: the back of my head, my older brother’s face.

Our garden. (front row, left to right) unidentified, unidentified, my older brother (back row) unidentified

Me, by our tent. Also shown: a shower cap.

My sister by our tent, with a lilo.

My sister, in Cambridge, by a road.

My little brother, clearly dealing drugs out of the back of the car.

Terrifying bedroom.

Unidentified hair/fur.

A glimpse of hell.

And that was all that the chemists would dare print.