...there was a boy named Atavar, who was handed-down a Pentax P30. Atavar loved his P30, and spent all of his pocket money on film and processing. But one day nasty educationalists destroyed his love for photographic capture, and he stopped taking pictures with his P30, and stopped taking pictures all together. Many years passed, and he came back to taking pictures, but with a different brand, and there was much darkness in the land (but that's ok, he used High ISO to counter that.) One day, a long time later, Pentax bought out the Q. Atavar liked the look of this camera, but however hard he might try, he could not get his hands on one. He ventured near to a camera show, which Pentax did not attend, he ventured far to Focus On Imaging, and also found their presence lacking and bought a GF3 instead. Years passed, but the Q never left his thoughts. Then, shortly after a national camera chain went bust and then arose from the ashes, he thought "In for a penny, in for a pound" (or words to that effect, but closer to "nuts" and "to this") and he did order a Q from off of the internet... It arrived, and it was good. Atavar was a Pentax shooter once more, and for his first picture exploited its manual settings to take a picture of his toes with nothing more than its kit 8.5mm lens and a light in the bedroom ceiling to take a picture of his toes. Looking upon his work he was pleased with the lack of photoshoppery, and lived happily ever after. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the story of how i cam back to the Pentax fold after an absence of only 14 years.