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While I have been bemoaning the probable loss of a photobooth, my friend Ted has found one for me. In the strip he appears with his granddaughter Ula Grace.

Thanks for the pics Ted, and for all the friendship and the support you give me. X X

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Always on the lookout for a Photo Booth and found one at Pacific Place in Seattle.  Had to get a strip for my friend Katherine Griffiths, Downunder in Oz, who is obsessed with Photobooths and writes a delightful blog about her finds.  Do pay a visit to…  Photobooth Journal

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Merry Christmas, Katie!

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1 April 2001, Chadstone, Melbourne

A second April Fool’s Day strip but now with the addition of my sister Sue.

This strip of photos comes from my series Photobooth 41 Year Project. The project is now getting close to entering its 44th year. I’d like to change the name  to reflect this but if I do, none of my links or categories will work. It is a nightmare to go through every post, looking for broken links and to fix them!

You can see all the posts that document the series by clicking here. I am still adding to this project using mostly digital booths to create the images.

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1 April 2001, Chadstone, Melbourne

With my gorgeous nephew, Cal. This was taken at Chadstone Shopping Centre, a favourite place for my sister to shop, (and shop and shop . . .), when she is in Melbourne. I never go there unless she is visiting from Dublin. Cal is now 16 and is subjected to a photobooth sitting every time he visits. His mum often sends me booth photos for my birthday and Xmas presents, too.

This strip of photos comes from my series Photobooth 41 Year Project. You can see all the posts that document the series by clicking here. I am still adding to this project using mostly digital booths to create the images.

This is my handsome little brother Richard also known as Roo.  Not to be out done by his sibling, Ros, he also adopted me as his big sister. Rich was four and a half when I first arrived at the Holbrook house in January 1987. Then he looked very much as he does in the first picture. He was a little boy, full of cheeky fun, with an infectious giggle.

As a child Roo had a fascination with money and an uncanny knack for keeping hold of it. He always seemed to have more ready cash than any of us.  One of my favourite Holbrook mementoes is a paper weight of a one pound coin which Roo bought for me from the Royal Mint. It still gives me a chuckle each time I come across it.

When Roo was about 8 or 9, we were on a cross-channel ferry on our way to his family’s cottage, when we found ourselves marooned outside the French port for many hours. A snap strike had been called and drinks were on the house.  That had the adults sorted. The kids had to make their own fun. Roo and a friend made the most of the delay by rummaging through the bottoms of all the vending and poker machines to find missed coins. They collected many, many pounds. We were all astonished at how much they’d found. A year later he hadn’t spent a penny of it! Socialist, humanist Del’s worst nightmare was that Rosie would become a nun and Roo a merchant banker. Luckily he became an engineer instead.

One of the loveliest things about Roo is that he never went through the stage of being too cool to chat.  Each time, during his teenage years, that I returned to London, I feared it would be the age when he wouldn’t want to give me a hug or have me as his big sis.  It never happened and he is, at age 29, still an adorable, cuddly boy.

In the last picture, taken in 2002, you can see a thin strand of leather around Roo’s neck. On it is a Maori bone carving that I gave him in 1996. Last time I saw him in 2007, he was still wearing it.

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