The demise of an old friend…

Since I started serious photography in 2006, I’ve used my all-black Nikon FE, which I purchased in 1979.

Last September, the tripod it was fixed to (for a shoot on my City Shapes project) toppled – the camera hit the ground and bent the prism housing slightly. Since then the shutter has jammed occasionally, but on the recent roll of HP5 shot in Provence, it jammed maybe six or seven times.

So that’s it: my trusty friend of 35 years is not so trusty, anymore; sadly, now destined for the “spares” box.

I’ve always kept a back-up FE, an “excellent condition” body  from Grays of Westminster, which I shall be using on my next day-trip to Paris, in August.