A home full of memories

I grew up in this house and spent the first ten years of my life here. There are a lot of memories from here. Looking through some boxes in the cellar many more memories have come to mind.

This teapot and mugs reminds me of all the camping trips we used to take as a family. We had a huge tent which we had to transport in a trailer and which was always a team challenge to put up.

My brother's first camera. I had a similar one in black, but that hasn't surfaced yet. I remember the time when pictures weren't instant and when there was a very finite feel about them. As a kid I didn't want to waste film in case better opportunities arose. However, most of the time I didn't end up taking any pictures.

My pram, as in the pram I laid in as a child. I don't remember it as such, but I've seen pictures of me in it. Cool that it's still around.