Photographic memories

I wrote only recently about how photography is an aide-memoire for me and the point was proven this afternoon, when I was instantly reminded by the photograph on a shopping bag of trips to Sicily. “Hang on!” I said, and both Jo and I instantly recognized the street lamp and tiled square in Taormina, from when we were there in 2009. We spent a couple of hours there, both walking around the village when we arrived and spending time the following morning watching a photo shoot taking place.