It’s that time of year, when most people are back from their summer holiday and want to relive it by showing you the evidence.
The joy (and the cost) of film meant that years ago, if you could afford to go away for a few days, you were careful about what you snapped.
There was no chance of reviewing there and then what you had taken, so most pictures were carefully posed with a countdown of “3,2,1 -cheeeeeeese!” to make sure everybody was simultaneously smiling, looking in the right direction and not blinking.
Weeks later, once the film had been developed (if you have no idea what that means, ask your mum) woe betide anyone who had messed up the money shot with a badly-timed sneeze.
Holiday photos give us the chance to brag about where we’ve been and show just how clever we were to be in the right place at the right time to take a picture of a beautiful sunset.
Funnily enough, there is no evidence of our camping trip to Tenterden when I was about eight.
According to a recent survey by a travel firm, we now take an average of 447 pictures during our foreign holidays including 45 selfies and six of stray cats.
At a couple of quid per roll of film, that would have cost you almost £40, which is why 25 years ago, all holiday photo albums were restricted to the 24 shots on your film (or 36 if you were feeling ambitious).
Now, most people – 66% – take their snaps on smartphones, while 42% use cameras and 27% on tablets.
Few are deleted, which is why trawling through somebody’s holiday album these days is as much about the food, drinks and legs on sun loungers as it is the scenery and wildlife.
Don’t get me wrong, I love seeing them, but I’d prefer an edited version, or better still, a superfast slideshow with equally speedy commentary.
The sad thing is that most never get printed and under half make it onto social media sites, according to the survey.
They clearly didn’t interview some of my Facebook buddies, who have been away for what seems like months and have been uploading photos while they’re away. Don’t you just love looking at pictures of bright blue seas when you’re sitting down of an evening wondering whether it’s too early in the year to turn the heating on?
I am just as guilty at clicking away, although our house is filled with photos capturing precious moments, and we do have one of those digital frames which doesn’t quite fit into the decor of our Victorian cottage, but I love that it means I can look at so many more photos of family and friends.
So here is one of mine. It’s of my hubby in one of our favourite places in the Lake District, where we’ll be returning later this year.
I definitely won’t be sporting a tan by the end of my break, and I can guarantee my photos will be few and far between. There’s only so many times you can capture the magic of fog, rain and pints of beer next to a roaring fire.