The digital camera has revolutionised photography in as much as we can now take as many photos as we want, view them instantly on screen and then completely lose them in the depths of our computer hard drive.
When I was younger, my mum would occasionally the family treasure chest of photos. This was a large tin box crammed with black and white and colour snaps, some recent and some dating back to the 19th century. This was our family.
We’d spend an evening sifting through them and get to know people I never knew, or people I did know but in the light of their youth.
The great-grandparents who died when I was a toddler; my nan’s brother and his family who emigrated to the US; the grave in Holland of my mum’s cousin killed in WWII; and quiet grand-uncle Charlie in uniform, posing incongruously behind a Vickers machine gun during WWI.
Intermingled with these distant memories were others of more recent vintage. Family holidays in Wales, golden weddings, marriages, new babies and school photos. All those important landmarks in life captured on film, processed and stuck in albums or a tin box ready for the future.
Which is what we don’t do now, or at least I that’s true for me. I take thousands of photos and file them away on my computer, but opening a folder on my hard drive isn’t quite the same as pulling out that old tin box.
And that is why Mrs P decided to rectify the situation by getting me a decent photo printer for Christmas. That’s it above, a Kodak Hero 7.1 and very good prints it produces too.
She also bought me an old-fashioned album, complete with paper photo corners. None of that self-adhesive, acetate overlay nonsense for us!
So I’ve been having great fun with my new toy that will hopefully make my digital memories less transient.
But there was something I have to share about the printer and that is the instructions. The set-up leaflet covers four languages and uses illustrations, rather than words, to guide you through the process.
However, one word has been translated to help you know when the ink cartridge has been properly fitted. It reads: ‘Click! Klick! Clic! Clic! ¡Clic!’
Of all the words to choose when onomatopoeia is quite clearly the universal language.