A few months ago, my father gave me my Grandparent’s holiday slides which he’d had stored in his garage since my Gran passd away some years ago. Oh behold the treasure trove of unexplored goodies!
While Dad kindly gave me the slide carosel and some portable screens for viewing, the inconvenience of loading it was too much for me to even be bothered with.
So they sat in the garage for months.
Then I started the process of transcribing Grandad’s War diary. He talks repeatedly in the diary about getting his photos developed. The thought crossed my mind, what if the slides I had stored in my garage and previously in Dad’s garage, were his war photos?
Curiousity finally got the better of me a couple of weekends ago. On a sunny Saturday afternoon, I grabbed the first of the two large boxes.
I sat on the floor in the sun and randomly picked out slides from the rows.
What a disappointment!
For the most part they were holiday shots from the 1970s. Miles upon miles of boring scenery and random buildings from their trip through Europe and then the UK.
There were a handful of gems amongst the crap, ones of me as a toddler with my Grandparents, photos of their Diamond wedding anniversary, my Aunt’s 21st birthday and so on.
I got a slide scanner and have digitised all the “good ones”. Which comes to around 80 photos – out of the literally thousands of them.
The ones with family in are interesting, and I will be sharing these with my cousins and extended family on Facebook but the vast majority will be thrown out. They are meaningless to anyone except my Grandparents.
There were a small handful that were interesting, the ones that had people in them, even random strangers, or cars or buses. The fashions in these 40 year old photos themselves are interesting.
It makes me reconsider some of my habits when taking holiday photos. For the most part, I try to get scenes and places without other tourists in them. If possible I crop them out. But now I am start to think why? In 40 years, would I rather see them than the buildings or scenery?
Also in this digital age, slides are useless, even in the 1970s it was an strange choice. I keep my holiday digital photos on CD – a copy at home and second copy at my Mum’s place. CDs are starting to become something that people don’t purchase now. It will shortly be time to consider another method of storing these photos.
Finally, thank goodness for Gran’s OCD tendancies, as 80% of the slides have the place names on them along with dates. If they have people in them, they are named. Its frustrating to view the handful that aren’t labelled like ones of a wedding where I have no idea who the people in the photos are.
At some point I will be throwing most of the slides away – it seems a shame as they held thousands of memories to my grandparents, but ones that no one else is probably interested in.