One of the things I love about film photography is the feeling of anticipation when you get a roll processed – will the photos look like I remembered? Will there be anything there at all?

Most of my cameras are quite old – at least 40 years – so I have my share of nothing coming out at all. In this case the photographs from my 86 year old camera were correctly exposed (or near enough), but all slightly out of focus.

So I felt a bit disappointed as I clicked through the scans, until I came to this one, which I quite like.

In this case the blurry softness makes it feel more timeless, with just enough detail to give a sense of place.