My Mum and Dad bought me my first camera for Christmas sometime in the late 80s - a little Nikon RF10 35mm point and shoot. I remember being a bit under-whelmed at the time - it wasn’t something I could play with so what use was it? Then I got my first roll developed. Even at that age (maybe 9-10 years old) I was amazed by the notion of capturing a ‘moment’ - it was like you could pause time and examine a small part of your life in a way that had never been possible before.
Even now I look back on this image of my friend, Harry Noel, playing table tennis in Robert Gullivers garage, the ball almost in perfect focus and remember something of my childhood that otherwise would have been lost forever.
Farnham. The 80’s.