What’s something you’ve done that your past self would be proud of?

That’s an interesting one?

When we look back at our younger selves, we tend to remember the things we got wrong. The opportunities we missed. The things we were too scared to try. The dreams we quietly tucked away because, well, you know, life got in the way.

But every now and then, something happens that makes you stop and think…

“Blimey. I actually did that!”

For me, one of those moments would be taking an old camera, a dream, and a stubborn determination to see what I could achieve, and getting one of my photographs in the local news.

Now, I appreciate that might not sound particularly spectacular to some people.

It’s not winning an Oscar. It’s not appearing on the front of National Geographic. And it certainly doesn’t involve a Hollywood producer knocking on my door offering me a six-figure contract.

Although, if one happens to be reading this, my email address is available. Just saying.

But here’s the thing.

It was never really about the newspaper.

It was about proving to myself that I could do something with a passion, a bit of determination, and whatever equipment I could get my hands on.

You see, I’ve always enjoyed taking photographs. Capturing those little moments that other people might walk straight past. A bird sitting in just the right place. The way the light catches a building. A landscape that makes you stop for a moment and simply appreciate where you are.

Sometimes you get lucky.

Sometimes you take fifty photographs and discover that forty-nine of them are absolutely rubbish.

And sometimes, just sometimes, you get that one image.

The one that makes you smile.

The one that makes you think, “Actually, that’s not half bad.”

And then, when that photograph finds its way into the local news?

Well, that’s something else entirely.

Because suddenly, something you created, something you saw through your own eyes and captured, is being shared with other people.

And that matters.

Not because it makes you famous. Not because it means you’re suddenly some sort of photographic genius who should be wearing a black polo neck and talking about aperture settings over an expensive coffee.

But because it reminds you that you don’t necessarily need all the latest equipment, the perfect circumstances, or a carefully mapped-out plan to make something worthwhile.

Sometimes, you just need to start.

Take the photograph.

Learn as you go.

Make mistakes.

Try again.

And keep going.

Looking back, I think my younger self would be rather chuffed with that achievement. Perhaps a little surprised, too.

After all, dreams have a funny way of changing as we get older. Sometimes they get bigger. Sometimes they get smaller. And sometimes they sit quietly in the back of our minds, waiting for us to stop making excuses and give them a chance.

I’m not suggesting that getting a photograph into the local news is going to change the world.

But it changed how I looked at what I might be capable of.

And that, in its own little way, is important.

These days, photography has become a much bigger part of my life. I’m still learning, still experimenting, and still occasionally pressing buttons without being entirely certain what they’re going to do.

Some things never change.

But I’ve learned that you don’t have to be the best at something to enjoy it. You don’t need qualifications hanging on the wall or thousands of followers telling you how brilliant you are.

You just need passion and to care enough to keep doing it.

And if something good comes from that? Brilliant.

If it doesn’t? You’ve still spent your time doing something you love.

So, what would my past self be proud of?

Probably the fact that I took a chance on myself.

That I picked up a camera, followed a dream, and managed to get one of my photographs into the local news.

Not bad for a bloke who simply wanted to take some decent pictures.

And perhaps that’s the real answer to this question.

It’s not always about the grand achievements or the life-changing milestones.

Sometimes, it’s about looking back at the person you used to be and realising that you’ve become someone who had the courage to try.

Someone who kept learning, and failing.

Someone who didn’t give up on the things that made him happy.

And someone who discovered that an old camera and a dream could take him further than he ever expected.

So, if there’s something you’ve always wanted to try, perhaps give it a go.

Pick up that camera.

Write that poem.

Start that project.

Take that first step, even if you haven’t got the faintest idea what you’re doing.

You never know where it might lead.

And one day, you might just look back and realise that the person you used to be would be rather proud of the person you’ve become, I know I am

Stay safe,

BC