I love photos. I take literally hundreds each week with my phone. And, sadly, that is where they tend to stay...on my phone. In most ways I have fully embraced the digital age but when it comes to photos, a little part of me yearns for the cameras I had as a child. The excitement of picking up your holiday shots from the chemist with little or no idea of what you had actually taken. The obligatory thumb over the lens shot. The moments you had completely forgotten about. The smell of the prints. Although I take a million photos each year I ...