Pig Sty Avenue

 I might try, later, to lighten the front of Molly's clothes, cast into shadow as they are... I'm editing these quite quickly now. 

Sparky loves to run for her ball, but she doesn't realise that she has to give it up in order for it to be thrown again, so you have to prise it from her jaws. I got lucky with the light leaks on this one, could be intentional (though it wasn't). That clover was a bit of luck too.   

 This is why, in the 90s, the F4 was a professional camera. Love it. 

  The more of these photos that I edit, the more I dislike the Nikkor 70-210mm. The learning point is, for the dog, use a 50mm, be in. place she can be off the lead, and get up close. 

I really must find out this man's name next time I go. It was the steam I wanted, but it didn't quite come off with that bloody awful white sky. The lesson here: if the light's like it was this day last month, don't bother going out... You'd be better going to the pub, getting a few snaps there.   

No visit to the Necropolis would be the same without a visit to Charles Tennant, who, 190 years after he died looks as if he's had a few. This is spoilt by a funny light leak by his eyes. It's time to 'fess up about the light leaks. In the darkroom, (aka our kitchen) I dropped a roll of film. I should  have knelt down on the floor and conducted a fingertip search, but I panicked and put the bloody light on, picked up the film and put the light off again. This ruined the first half-dozen or so frames, and left light leaks throughout the first half of the film. Lesson learned: if you drop a roll in the pitch dark, don't panic.