. . . The wife comes home today from a shopping trip and says the magic words “I got you a present”.
When ever she says that, I always reply with something like “Is it a Leica M6 with 3 Summicrons all contained in an original Leica bag? And you found it in a junk shop, hidden in a dust covered box, inside an old wardrobe? The guy didn’t know what it was and charged you £30?”
“No” she says, “It’s not a camera.”
I’m told to close my eyes and I’ve got to guess (her favourite game).
With eyes shut, she hands me the mystery item. I can tell instantly it’s a camera, the little fibber.
She has my attention.
I can feel it’s in a leather ever ready case and is about M sized. Also it has a considerable weight. I open the case and immediately feel along the top. It’s flat, with a hot shoe and what’s this? The sides are rounded.
Now I’m getting exited.
I feel the lens. It’s short and not very wide. Ah, it must be an M6 and someone’s put a Jupiter 8 with adapter on it.
She says, “I’ll give you a clue, it’s German.” I thought I was gonna pass out.
But then it all goes down hill.
It’s got a film winder but it doesn’t feel like an M. And where’s the shutter button? There isn’t one. And what’s this on the front, a Selenium meter? And what’s this below, feels like the shutter release?
I admit defeat and open my eyes. It’s a Voigtlander Vito Automatic 1.
Not so bad as a gift but I quickly discover the Selenium cell is dead.
Do you like it she says. “Oh it’s fantastic, thank you,” I say.
In my mind I’m thinking, ‘Just what I need, another camera and with a knackered meter. Oh what fun I will have trying to find the time to shoot it alongside the M8, CL and Mamiya C33 TLR.
I still hold out hope for that M6 though.