Bobbing along...

Abstract, eh? But I thought it would make an appropriate image for today's blog. It's the last look I got of Tripoli, as I left Libya on a boat after covering a story there for the Manchester Evening News. (You couldn't fly directly to Libya in those day!) Those streaks are the lights of the harbour as the boat bobbed out to sea towards Malta, shot on Kodachrome 64 at who knows what?..  A second? (They never did figure out a way to record shooting details on film did they?) Anyway, point being, of course, that we can only hope this is the last look Gaddafi gets of the country one day, as he's taken away somewhere nice and cosy for the rest of his life! All I can say now is that if we're all pally and mates again with Libya, can I have that bottle of whiskey back that you confiscated at the port? Ta very much!

What do I do now?..

Hmmm! Do you think I should have spent it whilst I had the chance?
I've mentioned before about the time I went out to Libya to cover a story for the Manchester Evening News, and I've still got this one erm, dinar, I think, note, from the trip. By the way, note to self if you're planning on becoming a dictator. Don't pose for the shot on your bank notes with a look of confused resignation on your face. It might come back to haunt you!

I don't know if you noticed but it's another yucky day, weather-wise, and I really can't shake a feeling in my head that the summer is already over, particularly as I've now shot my last August Wedding for the year. My next is on September 4th so it'll be, in my mind at least, an Autumn Wedding, and I'll be frantically whizzing round trying to find yellow leaves to shoot against!

Wonder if Gaddafi feels like things have come to an end?...