Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
by admin - 20:30 on 11 May 2014
Point a camera at a child in the UK and at best you'll get an angry parent or interfering passer-by demanding to know what you're up to. Do it in Menorca and no-one turns a hair, least of all the parent who's more interested in seeing the results of your work.
PhotoActive Philip told us it would be like this. First-timer Carol took to this freedom with gusto, snapping strangers all over Es Castell and receiving in return nothing but interest or pride in being wanted as a subject. Despite that, I still found it difficult – a lot comes down to having an outgoing personality. Or not.
I managed few keepable people snaps. Maybe I'll risk a few more as the week goes on.
Later in the morning there was a touch of panic amongst some participants when the sky darkened and the temperature fell a little. As the conditions remained at least as good as the average Scottish summer day I was unperturbed.
We returned to S'Algar for lunch in the town square followed by siesta (it makes sense) and an opportunity for solo exploration. I came across the Clan Prescott's Spanish cousins but they're more camera-shy than Scottish lizards.
Our early evening jaunt was to Binibecca – a white-washed ancient homes complex built in the 1970s, with the feel of Mdina in Malta. Our task was to shoot the combinations of white and shadows created by the hard Menorcan sun, so it was a shame that a few wispy clouds insisted on getting in the way. Enough sunlight was found for us to do our work; my portfolio of acceptable Spanish snappery is growing.
Then back to the hotel, shower and more eating. I virtuously declined both pudding and cheese. Matchgirl would hate it here.
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