Been spending too much time lately looking back at the same old photos from 2 years ago, searching for worthwhile images that I might have missed the first few dozen times round.

There are, as always, plenty of ideas in the pipeline but the waiting around is doing my head in.

Back to Goondiwindi in October for a story that should be good fun to work on but in the meantime I’ve gotta start thinking/looking locally.

But probably the most vivid memory I have of that first big flight was creeping up and down the deadly quiet aisles in the middle of the night, exploring the plane and gawking at the other passengers. Most would quite sensibly be trying to sleep but of course there were always a handful of other restless souls.

A few awkwardly craning their necks, peering over the seat in front of them to see the in-flight movie on the ceiling mounted monitors. Those reading their books, their faces bathed in light reflected from the single lamp overhead. The exhausted parents trying to calm an agitated child. None of these things were spectacular in any way. I’d seen people sleep, watch TV and read books plenty before. But add in the wonder of this all taking place inside a tube of metal flying through the air at speeds and heights more than I could comprehend and sleep was not going to be a priority.

Unfortunately Kodak have decided to discontinue this film, along with its stablemate 400VC, replacing them both with a single Portra 400. Bummer, though I’ve read that its closer to the NC than the VC, which I see as good news.

So here are a few from my very last rolls of Kodak Portra 400NC (RIP), from the Sunshine Coast to West Wales.