Here's a blast from the past. We were doing a little spring-cleaning today and came across this 1969 press cutting from a local Manchester newspaper.
From the age of 16 I worked as a part-time freelance photographer, and during my time at University spent my weekends supplementing my meagre grant by covering sports events for the local paper.
A few weeks after this photo was taken, Barbara and I were off on our great adventure, and the start of a wonderful life in the minerals industry.
The camera that I used in the 1960s was a Rolleicord V. The more expensive Rolleiflex was out of my league then, although I now own one despite it being redundant. The twin-lens Rolleis used roll-film, with 12 photos on each roll, so after an afternoon at the football ground I returned to the darkroom to develop the rolls and then make prints from the negatives.
It was a slow and laborious process, and how things have changed with the advent of modern digital cameras. But I have to admit that I still miss the black and white images slowly emerging from the developing solution under the warm orange glow of the darkroom lamp!
From the age of 16 I worked as a part-time freelance photographer, and during my time at University spent my weekends supplementing my meagre grant by covering sports events for the local paper.
A few weeks after this photo was taken, Barbara and I were off on our great adventure, and the start of a wonderful life in the minerals industry.
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| Approaching the Rhodesian border, September 1969 |
It was a slow and laborious process, and how things have changed with the advent of modern digital cameras. But I have to admit that I still miss the black and white images slowly emerging from the developing solution under the warm orange glow of the darkroom lamp!






