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It’s inevitable that there are times when people let you down and unfortunately this happened today in chez CallumW.

Some of you may know my other half as a bubbly happy-go-lucky girl, quick to smile and easy to share a conversation with.

Others may know her as a cancer survivor who had the incredible strength of character to tackle her cancer head on, beat it, then go on to make drastic changes to her life so she could share her experience as well as try to help and improve the lives of everyone she meets.

Yet today I saw her reduced to tears for the first time.

She compromised her own finances to provide short term help a friend start a business. The friend didnt work on their business, so naturally it failed, yet somehow they blame my other half for it’s lack of growth?

This betrayal turned out to be a cut deeper than any of her surgeons blades reached.

So I’m sending a big hug out to you my wee Shmoo 
Just a reminder that decent people are hard working and take account of their own actions and decisions.

A couple of days back I posted about the abstract picture I made for Signature, the hairdresser shop in Woking, Surrey.

I’ve been snowed under at the moment and so my dad offered to frame the picture for me, which he does now and again if I’m flat out.
It also gave me a chance to drop off a picture I’d made for him to say thanks for helping me out over the last few months and because, well, he’s my dad and that’s reason enough :o )

His picture was one he took from the tiller of a scooner sailing at full tilt.
He likes his sailing

He dropped round the picture last night and we chatted for a bit. We talked a bit about the Workshop I’ve recently arranged for Bert Stephani and how it’s about lighting.
Dad used to be a keen film snapper when my brother and I were young (lots of family albums), but I was trying to explain layered lighting and how it’s controlled.

I could see the slightly vacant expression coming back at me, so I decided a practical was in order to explain what I was twittering on about

So I sat him down, set up my folding backdrop, one light stand, flash and umbrella and gave him a 5 minute demonstration.

He quite liked the results and I also got some cool shots of him for prosperity.
So, here’s my dad being a good sport while his youngest got all wide eyed and rattled on at 100mph.

 The look you only get from a father to their crazy son:

I sent it to him and he emailed back thanking me, but asked who the wrinkly old man in the picture was.
Comedian😉

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