A lovely sunny day here chez Casa Reynard, and it feels nice and warm, too.
Did not sleep well. I was still awake at half five in the morning. I must've eventually dropped off, but it's not great. I have puttered about in the garden a little, but this afternoon, I shall be marmalading.
I have almost completed the task of cataloguing all the photos that are currently in my archive. I've only got a small section of the last file left to do (with the majority of the images remaining likely to be duplicates), plus I need to round up some bits that I still have lying around and / or recently downloaded and not yet processed.
And yes, I *do* have more than I thought I had. Whoops!
I will have plenty more material incoming at some point in the future, as I am currently negotiating with a chap who was (and still is) a pro snappy at Oulton Park for sections of his archive. I already have perhaps a dozen of his photos, but I really like his work and there's always room for more! My book seller / historian friend still has a bunch of FF2000 and F3 stuff, plus he's negotiating to acquire a collection from a former journalist and press officer that will almost certainly have relevant items in there. And then there's a stock car photographer who I am yet to contact - again, I already have some of his photos, but it will be interesting to see what else he can furnish me with.
It's funny really. If the bullies at school hadn't stolen my scrapbook from my bag and wrecked it, I'd have never have put this archive together and become, as a result, the expert in my field. But I was determined not to let them get the better of me. And they haven't. But it's one of the may reasons why they can whistle when it comes to school reunions. There's one upcoming, and let's just say I'd much rather wash my hair and cuddle my cat.
Anyways, it is almost time for luncheon.
