Keyrings? Coasters? Jogsaws?

Hiya and welcome to another garrulous stumbling… 

It’s been a long year since I heard  

‘Would you like to buy a keyring?’

You’d usually smell them before you saw them, they never worked techno clubs and as I sit here, I ask…

What ever happened to the keyrings sellers that would take your picture and put it in a small keyring for 72eklevnty pounds?

Remember being asked about them and I used to reply nope I’m a proper phot]graff[hairr please don’t you know?

How snobby of me !

But in actuality I knew the delboy types that were operating ‘em so I think that it was just a disassociation thing, one (whose character rhythms with prouse)  I knew thought it was a way to earn a tidy living, wonder what he’s flogging now, probs something unsavoury or possibly sweet, one will never know…

Things change and commerce changes things, the advent of iPhone cameras and android things and the rise of people not caring to appreciate a well-crafted club image (what’s with the flash overpowerings??? Where are the liteeeeesss?) like this beauty that form part of the archive, I used to shoot on slide film, don’t you know and sometime I balanced lovely.  

Or were there just more lights in clubs in the 90’s?? Or just more fun? You bloodlyy me-me-len-ials…you don’t’ know…how to…just single large redlights...nowadays…

…trails off…

Have they gone? Great….anyways this is the picture that inspired this train of thought this week, hope the other half is somewhere nice…

Ciao Bella