When I was…sixteen? my best friend and her mum took me to Disneyland Paris/actual Paris for a weekend. I bought a cheap disposable camera to carry around with me. (This was before the days of camera phones.) I got the film developed when I got back, put the photos in a nice album and then forgot about them for almost a decade. Then I found the photo album again as an adult, had a proper look and…
…They’re actually quite good. I like the last one especially.