It's a foreign country

We were clearing out a cupboard at my parents' house and came across an old picnic case filled with wallets of photographs from the past 30 years. My Mum and Dad decided to go through them all and only keep the best ones. We had fun, reliving Christmases, weddings, holidays and all the bad hairdos my brother had in the 1980s. Old girlfriends and boyfriends, beaches, cathedrals, celebratory meals, relatives and pets long gone but not forgotten. Silly fashions, babies now grown up, houses and cars like a blast from the past. We kept all these, and ditched the rest...