It’s Friday again – another week gone. A day, at the end of the week, when hopefully we can all unwind. And what better way to unwind than with a nice cool glass of liquid refreshment.
So, here we are again, same pub as last time and same glass. If you missed the previous post featuring a glass or two of Peroni Nastro Azzurro then click the Post: Quenching a Thirst.
‘No’ I said.
‘Oh, I thought you must be and you had a dirty glass or bits in your beer’, she said.‘I’m a photographer’, I explained.
‘Oh, really – are you?’ There was an uneasy silence for a minute while she digested that fact, then she turned to her husband who was clearly deaf because everything she said to him was shouted at him, and said loudly. ‘He’s a photographer, he’s taking pictures of his beer.
Heads swiveled at neighbouring tables. Suddenly I was the rather odd man who takes pictures of his beer! Sometimes in life it would really be rather cool to be able to disappear in a millisecond. Come to think of it, candid photography would be an awful lot easier if we were invisible, wouldn’t it?
And Spectacles can look quite interesting too. On a table. Outside a pub. When the sun shines. Now what else can I find to photograph while I drink my beer? I wonder what’s under the table? Now that’s worth a shot…