I was looking back through my family's photo albums recently. It is a great pleasure in our family to drag the albums out a couple of times a year and marvel at how funny we all looked in the 70s & 80s!
I know the pictures well; I love them! They are like those old stories you love hearing time after time after time.
So it came as a big surprise to realise that there are hardly any pictures of me with my mum. She was always the one behind the camera, and whilst my brother and I gamely posed for photos in front of another landmark or for another occasion, it was rare that my dad, or anyone else, took the camera and turned it round on her!