Gill and George

Gill and George, our youngest, were chatting in the garden, going over last night's Michael McIntyre show, before I took George to the station for his train back to university. McIntyre had been musing on why photographers asked their subjects to say "cheese" in a very unnatural way, since simply saying "cheese" in a run-of-the-mill kind of way didn't produce the desired effect. Well it did for me as both of them - if only for a few seconds - forgot I was pointing my camera at them.

I've just posted a few from my trip to the Dee so that just about completes that fishing gallery for this year.