I’ve had to give up the ghost on class photographs
Even if the next generation can’t instantly appreciate them, old school photos evoke umpteen vivid stories
Up a dark, dark staircase is a dark, dark attic. And inside that dark, dark attic is a dark, dark box. And in that dark, dark box is...a ghost! Well, several ghosts, actually.
I have unearthed a class photo from 1964 to take into school. I’m second from left on the front row. The short boy with his tie mysteriously to the right of where it should be. It is an odd fact that on every school photo that was ever taken, my tie is to the right of where it should be.
Two weeks ago, a photographer came into school. He spent the day trying to encourage children into photogenic ranks in order to ...