S A JOURNALIST (in my case, also a photojournalist) I appreciate the magic of the digital world as much as anyone. But I am becoming increasingly concerned about the permanence of digital photographic records. Throughout the era during which photographs were printed on cardboard, all we had to do was pencil a name, a place and a date on the back, and put it in a box or drawer, and it became a permanent record; it would be there for generations – forever. Photographs were pasted into albums and captioned with their
