Here we are, seven weeks or so into lockdown and I’m scared the cameras are going to rust up – like some old boat. I had all sorts of photographic projects lined up and, of course, I haven’t been able to get out at all to start any of them.
However, four photographer friends and I get together, on Zoom, every Tuesday evening to put the world to rights, enjoy a beer and talk about the wonderful images we’ve missed. It’s what we call digital distancing. We would have won all sorts of awards between us and certainly one of us would have captured the title, “Wildlife Photographer of the Year”.
This week we came down to earth and decided to set ourselves a challenge – to record images on Friday the first of May, while in lockdown.
Besides photography, I’m a keen motorcyclist and have really missed being able to ride the BMW GS1200 which I bought for my 70th birthday. The biggest blow was having to cancel the trip to Europe we had planned in April. Still, needs must when the devil drives, and the lawnmower beckoned. It does burn petrol, just like the Bee-em and it does sound good. Sadly, the handling let it down.
Perhaps, I thought, I could get back to two wheels in another form. In the end, though, I decided the lawn mower – in its natural habitat – was more fun. At least it moves. Mind you, the bike helmet does get in the way a bit.
Frustration and fear of a heart attack got the better of me and so I decided to go indoors and see if I could get inspiration from my wife.
She seemed a happier with her lot, homing in on simple pursuits instead of entertaining fantasies of riding the lawn mower.
Being thoroughly selfish, though, I decided to spoil her fun by asking her to give me a haircut. The hair situation had become critical and called for desperate measures: A veritable locks down in Middle England.
Thought I’d save an image of the styling but the only mirror I could find was attached to the car. I thoroughly enjoyed my May Day and hope my pictures will give you a laugh. Stay safe and well everyone.