From the party on Saturday

Note that on the right hand photo of the party, George is nowhere to be seen.  He was quite happy playing in the gardens (behind me) by himself, smelling the flowers, and stomping on random chunks of dirt.  The only way I managed to get him to go over to the party was by showing him that people were blowing bubbles, or by promising him some birthday cake...

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Rachel and Calvin's wedding

Wedding photography scares the bejeebus out of me.  I helped Philip out with a wedding once, but it's not really my thing to be honest.  That said, I've always been a little curious about shooting a wedding solo, and when Rachel (not my Rachel) asked if I'd take a few photos on their wedding day, I decided to have a crack at it (and was rewarded with some rather brilliant dessert wine and a dinner containing some of the best sweet and sour pork I have ever tasted).

But in the end I had a great time, and this was certainly helped by how chilled out Rachel and Calvin were about the whole thing. Their family and friends were extremely helpful and accommodating, and I have to admit that when asked by a few guests how long I'd been a wedding photographer for, I took much pleasure in saying "Since around 2:30 this afternoon."

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Lunch in Kennedy Town

Had a very enjoyable trip to Kennedy Town for lunch with my ex-office-neighbour Philip today.  Philip and I worked next door to each other for over 5 years (through two office moves and three office locations) until Philip left the law to pursue a career in photography in April. Anyway, we had a(nother) great curry lunch - a rare treat for me, given that I work way out in the middle of nowhere.

It's great to see that Philip's business is coming along really well, although it's hardly a surprise - he has talent to burn. You can find his work on Facebook or at his business website (if you look at the photos from Alice and David's wedding, you should find me in there - and if you look reeeeally closely, you'll see Rachel).

.Philip at lunch - he doesn't always have this look on his face.  Just when the food is particularly delicious.

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Backwards

He keeps his clothes on when he's swimming at the beach (blue t-shirt on the left photo), and strips down when he's at home reading.  Weirdo. .

(Photo on the top right was taken on the way home from the beach.  Poor kiddo was completely knackered.)

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Parklife

Dragonboat Festival today, which meant a rather lovely day off.  We had friends around for brunch this morning - Rachel whipped up scrambled eggs, bagels with dill + lemon cream cheese, blueberry muffins and a fruit platter, while  I went beserk on the coffee machine, knocking out seven flat whites in record time.

In the afternoon we shot down to the Cyberport waterfront park with Milo (George's BFF) and his family - it was fantastic, but crikey it's humid now.

The first photo pleases me - George looks like he's effortlessly busting through an opposition backline while giving his parents on the sideline a casual nod (I've dreamed about this moment hundreds of times - although in my dreams he's a bit older and he's not wearing cloth nappies):

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A few more from the afternoon:

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Words | Mischief | Angelo

Bunky's words are really coming along.  Sort of.  A few new ones popped up this week: "Boppy" (Poppy, the cat), "May!" (May, his nanny), "Bye bye", "Ball", "Baaaaaa" (that's "Bath", actually) and "Down" (when he wants to get on the floor). Tonight's pre-bedtime conversation was rather amusing.  Some people may find it more amusing than others...

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Me: "George, say Momo? Aunty Momo?  Momo?"

George: "Momo.  Momo."

Me: "Good boy!  Say 'Jane'?  'Jaaaane'"

George: "Nah."

Me: "George, come on - say 'Jane'?"

George: "Naaaah."

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Sorry Aunty Jane.  I'm not making it up - your beloved sister was standing right there.

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A few cellphone photos of the Bunkymeister the other day.  I got home a little early on Friday, and as I got changed, George took it upon himself to snoop around the drawers and under the bed.  Apologies for the quality of these - they were taken on my phone in somewhat crappy light:

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I'll leave you with a few photos of my friend and fellow camera nut, Angelo.  On Friday night we wandered around Central taking random photos and playing with different lenses - good fun.  I lasted until about 9pm and then came home.  Angelo finished up at 4am.  I am getting olllllllld.

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Possible careers for George

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Just to celebrate the pollution finally leaving us (thanks to a bit of wind and rain), here are a few photos of the harbour.  On a nice day, it's pretty hard to beat.

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This was taken from my office.  Unfortunately, my view isn't this good - it's mostly trees on the hill next to us.  I had to contort myself a bit and use a longer lens (85mm) to get this shot

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Taken from our lounge this morning.  Notice the weird panel at the bottom right with the different hue?  Rachel broke that window a few years ago with an iron (the shirt-ironing kind of iron, not the golf club kind), and the person that replaced it used glass that didn't quite match the rest of the windows.

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