And a return to something more conventional – a shot of my Dad. This is the first decent photo I’ve managed to get of him, because he has the same gift I do for looking bloody awful in photos. This one’s not perfect, either but it’s the closest I’ve ever manage to get to him looking like he actually looks.

On a slightly-related note, I ought to take a moment to thank ewa for the new default icon for this journal, based on one of her photos of me and my camera.