I have been a bit backward this week. The weather has been much milder but with winds blowing at 25 MPH+ it didn’t feel much warmer. I’m back in Sheriff Hutton. The countryside is a bit boring and flat but I’ve met so many millionaires that are entertaining……they are barking mad, fun with it. Alcohol consumption has been at the upper end of my tolerance levels but then I’m only a middle class piss artist. I haven’t fallen over but it has been a close call on a couple of occasions.
It’s not been wine women and song all week. It’s been beer and song. I really did try for a lady, the same one three times. I can take a hint……Fuck Off! Trimmed my beard…Fuck Off! Ladies come up chatting then are rude. I’d be better off heading south. Funny beggars are Northern ladies.
I’ve taken pictures of vintage cars, tractors, and ladies….all for insurance companies……I did not use PS enhancement on anything but the latter. I have been fortunate enough to have two wives…..insuring them would have really depressed me..
I look out of the van every morning with eyelids squittered to diffuse the light, take an aspirin or five with my coffee and watch the Hares foraging. I am sorry not to have got a snap or two of my eyes or the Hares for you. Maybe next time.
I’m off to Scotland tomorrow so internet will be intermittent…..much like our weather and this blog.
I have sussed Bridge and CS6. the latter only for straight editing, It is fantastic, I’ve used it all week but it is buggering up my laptop. I’m having a new one custom built for less than PC World charged me for this one three years ago. I’ll take loads of piccies of it when I get it……I’ll also try not to blow cigarette smoke on the screen. It should be so fast that I haven’t got time to light up. I’m not dissatisfied with the Toshiba but I don’t love it like I loved the Old HP that Alfie jumped on. I managed , nearly all on my own, to double it’s RAM and install two new Hard drives, take it from that Windows XP crap to Windows 7. Hard work that was. Installing operating systems is not for the faint of heart. it takes the thick end of a day and I am daft enough to watch.
When Alf hit it it’s letters flew everywhere. I did manage to restore some but not in the right order. I was still four spaces missing four letters, he must have eaten them. There has been no long term damage to Alf ……I wasn’t going to look for them. I keep the lid on the laptop shut now if the dogs are alone in the van. I do, if I remember.
A snappers life is not all fun.
Inside……Brilliant……This is the men end. These have all got to be done again with soft box lights. There is flash bounce on the tiles….I missed it…. I’m damn chuffed that neither the camera nor I were featuring in the mirrors.
I never am totally sure why I do what I do or come to think, when I’m doing it or why . I came here because the dogs love Purdy and I have met a kindred spirit in her owner. Purdy is in this snap. She is bigger than Alf and Moll but Moll is the boss. Moll tells me what to do.
The front page of todays Telegraph was a full page picture of The deceased on a cart with soldiers and a band. Their caption……..Crowds Cheered As Lady Thatcher's Cortege made it’s way to St Pauls!………Brilliant!…..Couldn’t have put it better myself. Would have been ecstatic had it been thirty years earlier.
I hope it doesn’t become the norm to cheer, clap and wave flags at funerals or play tracks from musicals. Undignified it is but I am old.
Have a great weekend.