We are watching Midsommer Murders on Brit-crimes tonight. This episode is about a feud between digital and film photographers. The film photographer holds up his print, and shouts "that's a *real* photo - with no damn pixels!"
Well, Jim and I start laughing. Even in your brain, all pictures are pixels.
His dad was a printer, and mine was a photo-engraver.
I said to Jim, in the long-suffering voice -
"Our dads had to put their pixels in by hand....."