I think the very essence within all our obsessions with film cameras is the romance of holding something in your hands that could tell many stories. It’s the unknown history that we hope to add to. What memories did it create? Family holidays, friends on a night out or maybe gritty social scenes from a time that has been resigned to the history books as it fades from human memory. Unless we are lucky, we’ll never hear those faint whispers and will just have to rely on our imagination. I buy and sell a lot of cameras and will always look for one with a receipt or maybe even an import docket, something that puts a name and possibly a place to a camera. It always makes it that little bit more desirable.