Sitting at the dinner table, the wine has flowed, liberally, and then you make eye contact with the girl opposite, and you just know, you just know, that she’s giving you the brush off. And she’s only FOUR!
Mind you, one of the advantages of being the resident uncle is that you can try your hand at a few jokes to see if you can change the mood:
But if you don’t keep up the witty repartee, its back to the frostiness:
There’s nothing for it, I’m going to have to photograph the rest of the party. The older set seem to be enjoying themselves (it’s the wine…)
It’s nice to see the adults enjoying themselves and indulging in some serious conversation.
But the adults aren’t really interesting. Much more photogenic are the kids. Here’s one of mine:
And another of mine.
Family get-togethers. The stuff of life. Here’s Charles and his cousin Hannah, best of mates, forever. What a future these kids have. Wonderful.
So, now where’s that cheeky little one who’s so hard to amuse. I’ve got to have one more go, see if I can capture that elusive smile. Come on, come on. For the camera!!!