Scan scan scan

I've got 50-odd (very odd, some of them) photos I'm going to scan. It's been... interesting going through them all. Scary how many of those pictured are now married; strange how I have no photos of the people I really wanted pictures of; odd some of the things I did take photos of (although I'm strangely glad I have a photo of my room in the house I lived in when at uni). The many haircuts are interesting, too. And not just mine.

It's making me want to track all these people down and get back in touch with them. Easy enough to do thanks to the internet.

Anyway, my job for the weekend is scanning, cropping, trying to remember names, and generally cataloging a load of old crap I keep in the loft. Misty eyes ahoy!