In which I take a photo

Fireworks going off all over the place tonight and having been warned by the neighbours that they were letting off some for their grandchildren, I carefully checked that both cats were safe indoors.  Only little black and white Tosca sneaked out about two minutes before they began.  So I just hope she’s no where near the road.

Worse than children!

Speaking of which, we had a wonderful evening with all three of ours and their two partners.  (Sadly, Eldest and his lovely Northern Lass have split up, but amicably so we hope that we will occasionally see her again).  Even so, it was one of the nicest times we’ve had as a family for ages.  We ate a huge meal and then all went to the pub to play cribbage.  Then came home and stayed up, probably far too late chatting and arguing happily.  Certainly Eldest and I stayed up too late the evening before when he arrived but then we don’t see him often so it takes a while to catch up.

They are a most lovable bunch and their company is a delight.  We are so so lucky to have them and privileged to spend time with them.

One of the things Eldest and I talked about was photography and he suggested that I should confine myself to one single photo a day  (for a week perhaps).  As a challenge and as a way to hone my technique and sharpen my critical eye!!!! (Something like that anyway)

So there is only one photo of the evening taken by me, though Youngest was very keen to avail herself of my unused camera and did a lot of snapping.  While mine, which I decided needed to be a family photo, came to grief since, being in a slightly merry and uproarious state, no one paid attention to my instructions and they all started saying surely it can’t still be taking a photo and waving their arms around and turning their heads in mid-exposure.  As a result, my posed photo ended up as a collection of blurry arm and head movements with an impressively sharp, clear and detailed table in the middle of them all.  So I learnt some useful lessons!  You can tell who was listening to me by the fact that their faces are more or less in focus.

Ah! well you can’t because it wont upload.   Hmm.

Aha!  but the black and white version will.  You’ll see that Mr Middle’s head appears to be entwined with a lamp.  This was not deliberate on either part and seemed not to affect head or lamp significantly.  Mr Youngest and Mrs Middle clearly did believe me when I said the shutter was still open.  Barney and Youngest obviously felt that if they stopped waving their heads around they’d still be in the shot even if their previous arguing and gesturing were too in a ghostly form.

Well, I’ve just looked at the rest of the photos and I see that Youngest has taken some good ones.  So that’s ok.

Eldest’s hat appears to have been a favourite subject.  It’s a very good hat.

That’s me in the middle – with Mr Middle.

That’s himself, I have no idea what he thought he was doing.

Now I have to go to sleep so I’ll go bedwards.  This is not the best place for sleeping.

‘Night  :)

Update:  In case you were worrying, little black and white Tosca reappeared later with a butter wouldn’t melt expression, apparently unconcerned about fireworks or anything else.