My clear-out of old photos is as good as done. I’ve gone from eleven plastic crates to three. In true Big Ears fashion, I’ve not filed the retained snaps in any order, just thrown them in the crates, so finding any particular model is going to be time-consuming. Long live the lucky dip.
The cull of my photographic archive continues apace. I did stop for a moment and wonder just how much money it had cost me to take and process all these discarded snaps, no Big Ears, don’t even go there.