I’d picked up a few mussel shells from the beach a while back and they have been sat on the bookshelf waiting for me to pay them some attention. Amazingly they have escaped the usual, all-seeing ‘eye of the wife’, so there they stayed . I finally got to scan them tonight. The files are huge and the last 3 sent my computer into meltdown so I trashed them, rebooted, had a grump about darkrooms being better than computers, and then returned to a place of happiness after a glass of BrewDog Rip Tide stout