Life has some tasks that are so attractive to begin with, but so totally mind numbing once they are under way. Clearing out a loft is one. Start brightly, start to read every document and reminisce over every item, become totally exhausted with it, put it all back again and repeat. Scanning slides is another one and it really does seem as though I have ten thousand of them. Perhaps I have, I'm certainly not intending to count them and find out. But I have been looking for archive shots of the place I grew up and sharing them on the appropriate Facebook page. People have been responding well and enjoying them, so I've been looking for some more. For every ten boxes of slides, suddenly something useful will turn up, so I search on. Then I become distracted and start to think how interesting it is that there have been so many different kinds of Kodachrome slide mount.
Then I find some 6x6cm slides and one of our sadly long gone collie Mindy.
Then another of Sue when we were newly married that I'm sure she'll love to see.
And, eventually, I remember I'm here to scan 35mm slides and start to use my simple, straightforward slide scanner that quickly produces acceptable images for the web.
It was £100 well spent and much quicker to use than my Nikon Coolscan. It accepts 35mm or smaller slides and negatives and comes complete with suitable holders.
So, I was born and raised in a place called Irlams o' th' Height and eventually I do get some pictures scanned for the website.
Not very exciting photography maybe, done very early as I struggled to understand all the basics with my first cameras, but the pictures can't be taken again and take on a new interest for those who also were raised there.
The job isn't done yet, but I've taken a pause for a day so a little sanity can be allowed to return.