I think I have one of those somewhere!
I had a box full of old photographs, some going back to the 1800's, but when I moved down the road to Brynmair they were somehow misplaced and I didn't realise until a few years later, that still plays on my mind.
One of the photographs was on a postcard as many were in those days and showed a cottage on a T junction called Carreg Issac, I didn't realise at the time but it was where my grandfather Arthur Jenkins was born in 1905 on the same farmland as Brynmair (both owned by cousins of my great grandfather) just a few hundred yards way from here but demolished in 1970 to widen the road for opencast traffic)
My mother is the custodian of hundreds of photographs from her side, and my stepfather's (as both families were close well before they married in their fifties they are relevant to us as well) and they are all packaged and labelled for me to rescue when she finally turns her toes - I've already had all the instructions, including the hymns she wants at the funeral.
I spoke to a cousin of mine not long ago - daughter of my father's first cousin whgo had absolutely loads of photographs from that side of the family as both her grandparents were from neighbouring farms going back to the mid early 1800's. When aunty Linda moved into a smaller place as she got older, she thought the photographs would be of no interest to anyone so burnt them all in the back garden