my runaways

I've been very trigger happy today. I was in Lincoln this morning for 3 photo shoots that went awesomely well. Big thanks to Leonie for providing a central location for everyone. Mwah.

Then I was in Woolies with the camera for a scrapping project. I did ask the lady in the aisle if it was OK and was given the thumbs up. So I started snapping away. I didn't dare look up as different people walked past as I'm sure they would have the WTF look on their face. LOL. It wasn't until I heard a man's voice behind me saying "Excuse me, do you have permission to do that?" that I just about shat myself and looked over my shoulder. Mr B (Maryanne's son) was standing there with the cheekiest grin on his face. I love the fact that he is so comfy in shit stirring me. Not bad at all for a teenager bloke. Mind you, it goes two ways :o)  He did have me pooping myself tho!!

I was in Lincoln without the kids which is nearly unheard of, so I stopped several times on the way home for different photo opps.

And then just as if that wasn't enough, I thought the light was good enough and it was just warm enough to dress the kids in some old vintage clothes that I found in 'The Big Wardrobe' (our local dress up hire shop). I borrowed a couple of old suitcases from Sandra last week and pulled a long stem fabric rose out of large floor urn in my bedroom and we were good to go.

I've only fiddled with one shot as I have a heap of processing from the shoots from yesterday, today and one more tomorrow to get through. I'll be burning the midnight oil for sure this week.