A sentimental favourite and the first photo I ever had framed. It was 1995 and my first visit to Wall Street, a remarkably small strip for one which such clout. I spied this merry band of locals and snapped. Not until weeks later, in a Czech darkroom, did I see the finished result and smile. I love the symmetry. My late father did 38 years of shift work at the now defunct Kodak factory, mixing the emulsion that coated this negative. That means a lot.