It started with an 80s mix tape...

…and a Covid project that propelled me to pull out every single photo album and take out each photograph on a lockdown infused Sunday afternoon. The idea is to scan each and every pic so that it’s forever captured digitally. This will probably take years I know, but pausing at images, some I didn’t even remember, tested my long term memory to categorise scenarios into chronological order. Thank goodness for one of my besties. She just looks at an image and knows exactly when it occurred. She is now my official curator of memories!

It’s interesting to think, just which memories feel like they were yesterday, while others seemed to be pushed into the black subconscious. Photographs, some older than 40 years, some even before I was born, depicted people I’d long forgotten, people who had passed and people with whom I’ve spent the last 38 years and proudly call them my friends.

And the fashion! Anyone wanting to research an 80s suburbia fashionista complete with spiral perm and eyebrows a-natural, just need to look my way. It’s all here in the first box. The box with the labelled envelopes visually describing my pre-kid existence.

I hope one day, when I’m a lot older and when our family of four eventually is reduced to only two, I’ll be able to go through each envelope knowing that I had a fulfilled life. I hope my kids play the slideshow of greatest hits and be assured that their parents were young-er once as well. If not, there will be plenty of photographs to show at my funeral! And yes..there is a book amongst this somewhere.

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