Camera Short Story
I ordered some prints from a local camera store for Mothers Day. When I went into collect there on the counter was an old film camera – (instant recognition)
“Halina?” I asked.
“Paulette Electric” he said “ My Dad’s, I’m just cleaning it”
“My first 35mm camera”
“His too”
Putting it up to my face was bliss.
“Does he want to sell it?”
“No chance”
“Oh well .. a memory shortlived.”
“Ebay?”
“Maybe”
I ordered some prints from a local camera store for Mothers Day. When I went into collect there on the counter was an old film camera – (instant recognition)
“Halina?” I asked.
“Paulette Electric” he said “ My Dad’s, I’m just cleaning it”
“My first 35mm camera”
“His too”
Putting it up to my face was bliss.
“Does he want to sell it?”
“No chance”
“Oh well .. a memory shortlived.”
“Ebay?”
“Maybe”