In a small room at the back of my shed, is a wooden, lounge room box settee. On there sits, as a reminder of nearly three decades of media ministry, a menagerie of old cameras including once I used as a 15 year old boy. My grandmother bought a Super 8 silent video camera for our family. I immediately fell in love with it, and over the years bought lots of little film reels and made lots of mini documentaries, with editing consisting of splicing and gluing the celluloid film. Those film reels are still stored in the back of the shed, containing many youthful memories.
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