Well, it’s a bit late now! But over the years, with house moves especially, it’s easy to get rid of stuff.
Yesterday, in the heat, I thought I would do some gentle sorting….I didn’t get far, because I came across some more old prints. Ruined tunnels, on a long demolished railway line, that my father and I had come across in the ’70s… It was the explore that never happened, because we were to come back with a torch. No, that never came about.
This morning I got searching for the negatives, but they weren’t in the box, so clearly disappeared yonks ago. I tried a scan of the prints, but the quality is atrocious, as you can see, here.