While searching for a sleeping bag yesterday I found something I’ve been trying to find for months – my very first camera! There it was sitting in its case at the bottom of the wardrobe in the spare room, buried under a duvet – the one place I hadn’t yet searched. My parents gave me this Ricoh 35FM when I was about ten years old and I used it until I got a more modern, automatic model in about 1994. Since then it’s been neglected, complete with a film inside – I can’t wait to see the pictures when I get it developed – I have no idea what I was taking photos of back then! It’s a very basic model. There’s a dial to set the film speed and one to set distance from your subject (nothing so fancy as a focus ring!) and then you press the button. Inside the viewfinder there’s a scale with what I now recognise as f numbers, although of course I had no idea what these numbers meant when I was a child. The battery is long since dead and I fear it won’t be completely light tight (the seals look decidedly perished) but I do fancy sticking in a new battery and film to see how it compares in reality with my fond memories of it. Watch this space.....