Duly noted. But what the hell has that got to do with my fotie?I had the dubious recognition of being one of the Best Dead Cub Scouts...We had this weird war game where we marched round and round the hall. When the Scout Master clapped his hands, the last person in the file would die, having been shot. After we all died, said Scout Master would inspect us to see who was the best dead person. Unbelievable. I won - and was given a diary. In the diary was a list of favourites, What's your favourite pop song? I wrote These Boots Are Made For Walking by Nancy Sinatra (still a fav). Ah, memories. So, when you think I might be crazy, judging by some of my photos, keep in mind how crazy my life has been!
You've redeemed yourself, Rob! Thanks for the comments. By the way, I too love that Nancy Sinatra song!Ha. I wish I did.
Brian, seriously good shot there. I know some specialists in historical banjo music who attend these reenactments in full period costume, with banjos copied from surviving originals. They have a great time. I wouldn't like to be on of the first to get shot. All that time getting ready, only to lie on the grass after two minutes, unable to move for hours. On the other hand, that sounds quite inviting!
Thanks, Julian. Much appreciated.Not going to mention I was not in the scouts or that I was not very weird, just not wired correctly, yet I'd like to say I like this pic a lot. Nice one Brian
Here they are...