I wondered what to do with them. They weren’t technically good enough to make a book, but reproduced as a huge grid of 272 tiny colour Xeroxes, looked quite impressive, so that’s what I did. It’s still hanging in our home.
The reason for the reminiscing is that I received an email today saying that a friend of a friend had heard about it and did I still have all the images?... digitized by chance? No, but there’s a box of negatives in a warehouse in Neasden which he's welcome to go through.