I don’t get to do this often. Shoot like this, I mean. No rules. No expectations. Me, my camera and them. Just shootin’. Doin’ my thing.
Category Archives: Hullabaloo
This, then, was the day after Adrian’s christening and so all descended on the Fyfe’s family home in my old village in Somerset. This, then, also are the few and final days of the house being the family home, as after generations of being a Fyfedom (see what I did there?) it’s time for new […]