bhowells

Who remembers when the school photographer used to come around. Always very exciting my Mother would make sure that my hair was well coombed before his visit.

You could get different sizes of his photo, the smaller ones always used to go to Aunties and cousins who didnt know me very well. Not sure why there would want a picture of me.

The other regular visitors was the school dentist and school nurse or Nitty Nora the bug explorer as she was known in certain circles.

MovieLover12

I remember bhowells! I hated it!

MB

They still come around..I must admit I find it mildly annoying! They never comb their hair properly or put their clothes straight and you still end up feeling obliged to buy them. The school my daughter is in now is well off - but in her previous school - there were some parents there who could not afford it and I didn't think it was entirely fair (they tend to be quite expensive for what they are.)

My ex husband is a superb photographer who can make a portrait actually reflect the subjects personality - and he won't buy the school pics - so I end up paying for them!

But, yes, as a kid it was exciting!

David Brent

Funny you should mention that BHowells.

I never used to buy my school photos but now that I am older I wish I had.
I've tried getting photos of my old classes from my days at Matraville High School in Australia but I just cannot find any copies.
I've approached the school itself, old schoolfriends and websites like Friends Reunited over the last few years without any luck at all.

I'd love to see old mates and girlfriends again in those pictures.

Dave.

Chevyman

I remember them well, both the individual and the group photos.

I have kept two group photos from primary school. When I look at them now they bring back happy memories but when I look closer at our clothing, it makes me realise how poor we all were and how our parents must have sacrificed a lot to get us on to life's "launch pad"

"One appears to have dropped one's monocle in the soufflee"

Why not visit the Festive Fayre section?

EllyMack

We used to have those three foot long affairs where the whole school posed together in a semicircle and the camera panned slowly around from one end to the other. They used to say that if you were on the beginning end, you could get into the shot twice by running around the back to the other end before the camera got there. I never knew anyone who tried it, though.

One year, the two back rows collapsed and we lost the entire sixth form. Not such a bad prospect really.

SirOllyBolly

One of our chaps managed it - as well as being in his proper place with the boys on the left handside, his grinning face popped up amongst the sixth-form girls on the right handside of the picture too

SirOllyBolly

"What fresh lunacy is this?"

EHV_Emmetts

I remember having to stand, or sit, in a huge semi circle whilst the camera gently whirred around. Also, we had to face into the sun in order that the photographer could get the right amount of light on us.

Mark O

I most certainly do!.......looks like Mum's been combing my Barnet for hours!!

Mark

EllyMack

I remember one year at primary school, I was minus my two front teeth (as you tend to be at that age), and I didn't want to smile for the photographer. I gave him what I thought was a sort of mysterious, whistful smile, lips tight together. Except that that's not what it looked like when the photos came back. Jeez! Did I look miserable on that photo. The family thought it was hilarious (still do) and I don't think I ever did get the chance to tell them why it happened like that.

bhowells

I have had similar trouble locating the group school photogprahs, I approached my local school but to no avail, I have even looked at a website for my school but I cant find any photographs with my class on it.

My Mother has all the personal photos of me throughout my sccolastic years.

bobbydj

Let's hear it for the obligatorily blind piano tuner as well. Tinkering with his diddy hammers in the assembly hall, hunched figure captured in a shaft of autumn sunlight - he hears you open the stiff door to peer in, and lifts his head. Unseeing eyes glance into your soul. Then he stuffs his gear back into his funny doctors' bag effort and buggers off to the nearest pub for a post-prandial half of mild.

bobbydj