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LOTS! Sal's made albums of our visit to foreign climbs ( 
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Not got many family ones, just real memories of those that matter to us. Got a couple of our wedding ones in frames which we see every day (but don't really LOOK at that often.) Got quite a few 6x4 holiday snaps dotted about which get changed when we get bored of them and they get looked at from time to time to remind us of what's on the way! Got a couple of old pet and current cat snaps around too. Again, get seen but not really looked at that often.
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Regularly, but not frequently. Every January we print a yearbook with all our photos from holidays etc from the previous year, so we look at it quite a bit initially, but thereafter we just dip in every now and again. So we've got about 10 years worth in the lounge where they're easy to dip into whenever we feel, rather than tucked away in a cupboard out of site.
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I hardly ever do. In fact, I hardly ever take any these days. I leave it to my wife and her iPhone.
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Once upon a time, long long ago, I entered 'the work-place'.. a dreary hall of beige hessian people pens, into which they had just started installing these curious 'Desk-top' computers; so we didn't have to leave the people pens so often to look for bits of paper... The boss watched over us from a perspex people pen at the end of the row, and we had to ask like Bob Cratchet if we could stick an extra lump of coal into the furnace to get the steam pressure up whenever we ran a more complicated spread sheet macro, on our state of the ark 286 processor machines with 2 mega-bytes of memory and wopping 20 Mega-byte hard drives....
To make our beige people-pens a little less dreary, we risked the work-masters wrath and 'decorated' them. They had let GIRLS into the place at some point before I arrived, and exploiting their new found 'equal opportunities' law, calendars depicting half naked men, started springing up to challenge those of half naked women holding spanners, or draped over cars, which resulted in a 'Memo'... (Who remembers them, eh?) offering 'rules' for what we may or may not have at our desks. I seem to recall the girls forming a committee to challenge the pot-plant ban.. but, this is all just 'setting the scene'...
Tru-Print.... by this time in history had rivals. And thanks to one of the many introductory-offer envelopes that fell out of the Amateur Photographer magazine each month; I had discovered one called 'Trippe-Print'.. their 'gimmick' was two business card sized prints next to your main 5x4 snap. Not particularly astounding as gimmicks went, but I quite liked the 'little' prints.
There had been a vogue for bigger and bigger prints, and folk were coming in after their holidays to show us life beyond the people-pens with A4 envelopes of 5x7's! But, I had noticed the bigger you make a 'picture' the less people 'bother' to look at it!
Snipping the business card pictures off my snaps, I had taken the 'spare' set into work; they lived in a business card dispenser in my desk draw, and I had a constantly changing 'display' on the hessian wall besides my computer.... TINY little pictures, they caught people's attention, and so SMALL they HAD to get up close to look at them properly.. and when they did.. they paid them attention!
Became something of an officed attraction, actually.... aided, not a little, I suspect, by owning that now legendary camera an Olympus XA2; the candid-photographers 'secret-weapon'.. loaded with 400ASA 'push-processed' to 800, and a pretty 'fast' f3.5 aperture, you could get some GREAT shots in a dim-lit pub or club on a 'worx-doo'! Well, I say 'great'.. A lot of the (usually drunken) subjects would probably disagree, but still.....
My mini-photo-wall, was my little window on the world, a reminder of what it was all for, as I walked the tread-mill writing 'reports' to explain which of the gazzillion capacitors in a flight control system had burned out, and why, and how it was fixed.. or not.. those were actually the most exciting ones I had to write.. most were usually 'no-fault-found' and there are only so many ways you can employ sarcasm to say "WHY do you keep sending us stuff that ent broke, to fix! Dont you think we have anything better to do?".. actually we didn't.. but, hey, I could have been re-arranging the photo-wall!
Might be worth pointing out, that I was the endangered species of 'Mechanical' engineer, into 'old fashioned' pursuits, like motorbikes and cameras and beer, working in the vipers-nest of an electronics factory, designing, developing and building 'avionic control systems', and most of my 'projects' were actually military and concerned with missiles... yup, we were rocket-scientists! Curious confection of the Dickensian and the cutting edge.. and you (or at least my teen-age daughter!) thought 'steam-punk' was something 'new!
BUT, it was something of 'Geek City', and most of the 'youngsters' (like wot I was at the time) were proto-nerds, more likely to be on a caffine rush than suffering a hang-over, after a 'heavy night'... playing 'Doom' or 'Dungeons & Dragons - Network edition'.
And so it came to pass... some of these geeks started bringing in 'novelty' screen-savers for thier people-pen-'puters; Mario-Cart'esque graphics of window-cleaners, or rain-drops, or a crack that grows, sort of thing, which, to my mind had only minor diversionary value over the halusagenic 'Mystify', that at least could remind me that I was at 'work'.. it wasn't real, and like Michael Kaine in Ipcress'.. all just an illusion to make me 'conform' and as long as I kept telling myself that, some-one WOULD eventually let me out of the red-box..maybe all I needed to do was code a message in a bottle plea into a No-Fault-found failure report!....
Er.. yeah... enough of my PTSD flash-backs.. SCREEN SAVERS.... One day my secretary "Blond Caffey" brought round six floppy discs (Younger readers may wish to google that, its not an erectile dysfunction; but the things we had before 'flash drives', and they had a mere 0.7MB capacity unless 'double density formatted'!)... with a 'new' novelty screen-saver on it, she couldn't load. always glad to oblige Blond Caffey, and avoid the NFF reports, I helped her install this screen saver; which proved to be a photo-slide show...
"But Skreeen juz gowes BLAK!" Sed Caffey.. which required some investigation. Didn't take long..."Well you have NO Photo's Caff!"
Actually NONE of us had any photos! Yeah, fantastic invention; the photo-screen-saver... BEFORE they invented the digital camera! BIT like inventing the tin-opener before canned food, really!
Anyway, this was shortly after I entered the rat-race; I still remember the day I did; a naive new Mechie, given a tour of the works, then lead to my people pen, where Caffey had pointed at the deck top PC and said "You can use this".. I'd not known whether it was a question or an instruction, and FOOLISHLY just nodded and said "YES".. took me about a day to realize it was the WRONG answer.... but in those few days, when no one was actually asking me to do anything 'useful'.. like write a No-Fault-Found failure report, just popping over to my people pen and making encouraging comments like "How you getting on?" or "Finding everything OK" I discovered all the 'software manuals' hidden in my desk draw.. it had been the 'spare' desk, before I occupied it, and so used as general dumping ground, and these big think ring bound books were in abundance.. so I read them!
This had the effect, that pretty soon I was the "office PC Geek".. and I realized ACTUALLY I didn't NEED to know much about computers... I just needed to know MORE than the gaffer! Which wasn't hard.. he was the chap who'd dumped all the manuals in my desk rather than read them! So I soon got sent to night-school to do 'computers', and then enrolled with the OU to do a Diploma in Information Technology... and was soon studying 'artificial intelligence'... which raised a few interesting conundrums; significantly working with 'rocket scientists', and thinking "If THESE are the best brains in the country.. who often struggle to follow the instructions on a Pot Noodle... WHY is 'artificial intelligence' so difficult! ANY computer can follow the instructions on a Pot Noodle, SURELY?" followed by "Ah! Yeah! It was probably programmed by a rocket scientist!.. THIS explains a lot!"
For note; I later left the cutting edge of rocket science to work in telecoms; cosz the pay was better. The enigma of the 'smart-phone' is explained by thier being the product of failed or starving (either because they could't afford, or when they could, make, a pot noodle) rocket scientists; now rich enough to live on a perpetual caffine buzz of Red-Bull; thier 'enthusiasm' for fantacy ideas inspired by Doom and Dungeons & Draggons, unconstrained by accountants and 'practical' people, but furthered and fueled by 'Marketing' men, saying loudly, and usually with an american Accent "So show me wadda y'got!?" and offering 'encouragement' "Hey that's GREAT" like Tony the Tiger!.. and my Doctors wonder why I suffer PTSD! Where was I.. Screen-Savers... AH! Right.
Back, notionally on topic; studying 'eye-tea' I had gained access to an early 'Scanner'; sheet-fed A4 thing, primarily intended to 'digitize' type written documents.. was deemed pretty much useless, which was why I had access to it; quicker and easier to give the type written paper to Caffey and ask her to type it into her computer!.. and VERY good excuse to go check out other departments secretaries when she was too busy typing my NFF Failure reports... (Well, after the first thousand... I HAD sort of got it down to an art.. one report, lots of _______ spaces, and a photo-copier; ten minutes with a biro to fill in the blanks, and then hand the stack to Caffey! Job done... and I can go try teach tech-heads how to make a pot-noodle in the night-shift canteenette!)
BUT, I had discovered a 'graphics' scanning package that made digital images from paper, on this scanner thingie, AND popped a couple of packs of prints through it...
So, when Caffey discovered this photo screen-saver I DID have a few digital photo's... and gave it a whirl!
With a wopping 850Mbyte hard drive, I JUST about had enough disc space to store ALMOST as many photo's as I had on my people-pen wall.. about twelve... as long as they scans weren't too big!
BUT it inspired me; THAT was what I wanted; some PC screens hung around the house, playing photo-screen-savers, so I'd get to see ALL my photo's on a regular basis.... BIT impractical given that PC screens in them days were like Television sets, and as deep as they were wide.. but still! Idea was there!
And NOW, a few decades later, we have computers that have hard drive space to spare, and flat screen displays and and and...
Well, That's it basically! I've never really been much for Telly, so for the last ten years my PC has taken its spot in the living room, and that photo-slide-show screen-saver, randomly displays one of the thousands of photo's in it's directory, which are all family photo's!
I think that the interval is one every 30 seconds, and I think I worked out that it would take something like four or five days, without any-one bunting the mouse, to work through ALL of them, so not going to all get looked at very often!
But, sits there in the back-ground, and chucks random memories at us; and I'll often be sat on the sofa, and my daughter will remark on something that has just appeared on screen, like "Is that YOU!.. Like when you had HAIR!" and laugh, or "Was that ME!? When I was a baby?" Or I'll get yelled in from the back garden to find my Mother standing behind the chair just staring at the screen, having completely forgotten what she came round for, identifying ancient reletives!
So... err.. what was the question again?
To make our beige people-pens a little less dreary, we risked the work-masters wrath and 'decorated' them. They had let GIRLS into the place at some point before I arrived, and exploiting their new found 'equal opportunities' law, calendars depicting half naked men, started springing up to challenge those of half naked women holding spanners, or draped over cars, which resulted in a 'Memo'... (Who remembers them, eh?) offering 'rules' for what we may or may not have at our desks. I seem to recall the girls forming a committee to challenge the pot-plant ban.. but, this is all just 'setting the scene'...
Tru-Print.... by this time in history had rivals. And thanks to one of the many introductory-offer envelopes that fell out of the Amateur Photographer magazine each month; I had discovered one called 'Trippe-Print'.. their 'gimmick' was two business card sized prints next to your main 5x4 snap. Not particularly astounding as gimmicks went, but I quite liked the 'little' prints.
There had been a vogue for bigger and bigger prints, and folk were coming in after their holidays to show us life beyond the people-pens with A4 envelopes of 5x7's! But, I had noticed the bigger you make a 'picture' the less people 'bother' to look at it!
Snipping the business card pictures off my snaps, I had taken the 'spare' set into work; they lived in a business card dispenser in my desk draw, and I had a constantly changing 'display' on the hessian wall besides my computer.... TINY little pictures, they caught people's attention, and so SMALL they HAD to get up close to look at them properly.. and when they did.. they paid them attention!
Became something of an officed attraction, actually.... aided, not a little, I suspect, by owning that now legendary camera an Olympus XA2; the candid-photographers 'secret-weapon'.. loaded with 400ASA 'push-processed' to 800, and a pretty 'fast' f3.5 aperture, you could get some GREAT shots in a dim-lit pub or club on a 'worx-doo'! Well, I say 'great'.. A lot of the (usually drunken) subjects would probably disagree, but still.....
My mini-photo-wall, was my little window on the world, a reminder of what it was all for, as I walked the tread-mill writing 'reports' to explain which of the gazzillion capacitors in a flight control system had burned out, and why, and how it was fixed.. or not.. those were actually the most exciting ones I had to write.. most were usually 'no-fault-found' and there are only so many ways you can employ sarcasm to say "WHY do you keep sending us stuff that ent broke, to fix! Dont you think we have anything better to do?".. actually we didn't.. but, hey, I could have been re-arranging the photo-wall!
Might be worth pointing out, that I was the endangered species of 'Mechanical' engineer, into 'old fashioned' pursuits, like motorbikes and cameras and beer, working in the vipers-nest of an electronics factory, designing, developing and building 'avionic control systems', and most of my 'projects' were actually military and concerned with missiles... yup, we were rocket-scientists! Curious confection of the Dickensian and the cutting edge.. and you (or at least my teen-age daughter!) thought 'steam-punk' was something 'new!
BUT, it was something of 'Geek City', and most of the 'youngsters' (like wot I was at the time) were proto-nerds, more likely to be on a caffine rush than suffering a hang-over, after a 'heavy night'... playing 'Doom' or 'Dungeons & Dragons - Network edition'.
And so it came to pass... some of these geeks started bringing in 'novelty' screen-savers for thier people-pen-'puters; Mario-Cart'esque graphics of window-cleaners, or rain-drops, or a crack that grows, sort of thing, which, to my mind had only minor diversionary value over the halusagenic 'Mystify', that at least could remind me that I was at 'work'.. it wasn't real, and like Michael Kaine in Ipcress'.. all just an illusion to make me 'conform' and as long as I kept telling myself that, some-one WOULD eventually let me out of the red-box..maybe all I needed to do was code a message in a bottle plea into a No-Fault-found failure report!....
Er.. yeah... enough of my PTSD flash-backs.. SCREEN SAVERS.... One day my secretary "Blond Caffey" brought round six floppy discs (Younger readers may wish to google that, its not an erectile dysfunction; but the things we had before 'flash drives', and they had a mere 0.7MB capacity unless 'double density formatted'!)... with a 'new' novelty screen-saver on it, she couldn't load. always glad to oblige Blond Caffey, and avoid the NFF reports, I helped her install this screen saver; which proved to be a photo-slide show...
"But Skreeen juz gowes BLAK!" Sed Caffey.. which required some investigation. Didn't take long..."Well you have NO Photo's Caff!"
Actually NONE of us had any photos! Yeah, fantastic invention; the photo-screen-saver... BEFORE they invented the digital camera! BIT like inventing the tin-opener before canned food, really!
Anyway, this was shortly after I entered the rat-race; I still remember the day I did; a naive new Mechie, given a tour of the works, then lead to my people pen, where Caffey had pointed at the deck top PC and said "You can use this".. I'd not known whether it was a question or an instruction, and FOOLISHLY just nodded and said "YES".. took me about a day to realize it was the WRONG answer.... but in those few days, when no one was actually asking me to do anything 'useful'.. like write a No-Fault-Found failure report, just popping over to my people pen and making encouraging comments like "How you getting on?" or "Finding everything OK" I discovered all the 'software manuals' hidden in my desk draw.. it had been the 'spare' desk, before I occupied it, and so used as general dumping ground, and these big think ring bound books were in abundance.. so I read them!
This had the effect, that pretty soon I was the "office PC Geek".. and I realized ACTUALLY I didn't NEED to know much about computers... I just needed to know MORE than the gaffer! Which wasn't hard.. he was the chap who'd dumped all the manuals in my desk rather than read them! So I soon got sent to night-school to do 'computers', and then enrolled with the OU to do a Diploma in Information Technology... and was soon studying 'artificial intelligence'... which raised a few interesting conundrums; significantly working with 'rocket scientists', and thinking "If THESE are the best brains in the country.. who often struggle to follow the instructions on a Pot Noodle... WHY is 'artificial intelligence' so difficult! ANY computer can follow the instructions on a Pot Noodle, SURELY?" followed by "Ah! Yeah! It was probably programmed by a rocket scientist!.. THIS explains a lot!"
For note; I later left the cutting edge of rocket science to work in telecoms; cosz the pay was better. The enigma of the 'smart-phone' is explained by thier being the product of failed or starving (either because they could't afford, or when they could, make, a pot noodle) rocket scientists; now rich enough to live on a perpetual caffine buzz of Red-Bull; thier 'enthusiasm' for fantacy ideas inspired by Doom and Dungeons & Draggons, unconstrained by accountants and 'practical' people, but furthered and fueled by 'Marketing' men, saying loudly, and usually with an american Accent "So show me wadda y'got!?" and offering 'encouragement' "Hey that's GREAT" like Tony the Tiger!.. and my Doctors wonder why I suffer PTSD! Where was I.. Screen-Savers... AH! Right.
Back, notionally on topic; studying 'eye-tea' I had gained access to an early 'Scanner'; sheet-fed A4 thing, primarily intended to 'digitize' type written documents.. was deemed pretty much useless, which was why I had access to it; quicker and easier to give the type written paper to Caffey and ask her to type it into her computer!.. and VERY good excuse to go check out other departments secretaries when she was too busy typing my NFF Failure reports... (Well, after the first thousand... I HAD sort of got it down to an art.. one report, lots of _______ spaces, and a photo-copier; ten minutes with a biro to fill in the blanks, and then hand the stack to Caffey! Job done... and I can go try teach tech-heads how to make a pot-noodle in the night-shift canteenette!)
BUT, I had discovered a 'graphics' scanning package that made digital images from paper, on this scanner thingie, AND popped a couple of packs of prints through it...
So, when Caffey discovered this photo screen-saver I DID have a few digital photo's... and gave it a whirl!
With a wopping 850Mbyte hard drive, I JUST about had enough disc space to store ALMOST as many photo's as I had on my people-pen wall.. about twelve... as long as they scans weren't too big!
BUT it inspired me; THAT was what I wanted; some PC screens hung around the house, playing photo-screen-savers, so I'd get to see ALL my photo's on a regular basis.... BIT impractical given that PC screens in them days were like Television sets, and as deep as they were wide.. but still! Idea was there!
And NOW, a few decades later, we have computers that have hard drive space to spare, and flat screen displays and and and...
Well, That's it basically! I've never really been much for Telly, so for the last ten years my PC has taken its spot in the living room, and that photo-slide-show screen-saver, randomly displays one of the thousands of photo's in it's directory, which are all family photo's!
I think that the interval is one every 30 seconds, and I think I worked out that it would take something like four or five days, without any-one bunting the mouse, to work through ALL of them, so not going to all get looked at very often!
But, sits there in the back-ground, and chucks random memories at us; and I'll often be sat on the sofa, and my daughter will remark on something that has just appeared on screen, like "Is that YOU!.. Like when you had HAIR!" and laugh, or "Was that ME!? When I was a baby?" Or I'll get yelled in from the back garden to find my Mother standing behind the chair just staring at the screen, having completely forgotten what she came round for, identifying ancient reletives!
So... err.. what was the question again?
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Quite often.
I turn my computer on most days and as I'm often up until 03:00 or even later and back up again at maybe 09:00 at the latest that's quite a long day with often quite a few opportunities to look at the pc. I have some of my favourite shots in a folder and stick it on slideshow or sometimes just pick another folder for a change
