tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51077221836315105862024-03-14T13:23:01.598+00:00Nicky's 365 in picturesWhat better way to extend my skills than to rise to the challenge of taking at least one picture every single day?Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.comBlogger369125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-24733485295643260842009-12-31T22:50:00.005+00:002013-01-06T21:59:12.541+00:00365/365 Here I am, this is me...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<strong>The final image for my 365</strong> is a self portrait - one if the hardest images to produce as I am so much happier photographing than being photographed, even by myself!?! I have had a very interesting journey, I thank all those who have shared some or all of it with me, its been great having you along, I hope you have found it interesting too. Drop in on my <a href="http://nickysshotoftheweek2010.blogspot.com/">new blog </a>sometime, it isn't a 365, but you didn't think I could give up completely now, did you??</div>
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<strong><span style="font-weight: normal;">The title is inspired by a Bryan Adams song for the animated film Spirit. Read them <a href="http://www.lyrics007.com/Bryan%20Adams%20Lyrics/Here%20I%20Am%20Lyrics.html">here</a>.</span></strong></div>
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Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-5065221145357707422009-12-31T21:00:00.004+00:002009-12-31T23:45:38.123+00:00364/365 Blizzard at Curbar Edge<div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-2xRd1td8ab-KJvBS1D4RIWIM4YIcO93_8yHiBEF55-iubs90EU5gcIqjRkJ2abnJa0vieTmCEWuPfeXMhTaDniquF3jM_2Jhas_GZuPgB4SC87U1GpbL89h9ai69mUjxY4dwmpY30JNl/s400/NSH_17476edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>Doesn't it look wintry?</strong> What you can't really see is the horizontal snow, the gale blowing, the stinging eyes and the fingers with no feeling in them... Can we go when the sun's out next time please?!</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLyzhdcQEY1gVxKAWoyFlmfyJX3SQ3tgDVtyHikUPwZI0rJGuWiynGNHSzy992zrsmVFyj4cXtKq7aUTyuM3Ni_rifHwgAWleHY-cq8rboPoULdyvP7dcLKUi02ANEankE3NZaL94GWv8/s400/Collages.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421511470715871458" /></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-46647443685231589752009-12-29T20:26:00.003+00:002009-12-29T20:29:34.251+00:00363/365 Dad's little helper<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr4t87J_ZE-iQgUsA-iqU_K2uiUeKDpVWqU4tRZ91TG67K6KSzzk7-8s8A5XY8FdpgWmNDxakQyvOsQVONqWoCbrAxxGZ70jIahVb6XoD1l8R81LBO0yo8cUBno9ONe7FhWzCe6EymFfWY/s400/NSH_17431edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>Jodie likes to help us</strong> when we're painting. And we like to let her help. I always remember wanting to help my Dad with decorating when I was around Jodie's age, and he never let me. So we let Jodie help, on a bit that doesn't matter or can be easily rescued :0)</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-91555757800079483942009-12-28T19:34:00.006+00:002009-12-28T20:03:57.920+00:00362/365 Hospital Corridor<div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA2GE3VQj4jRvKilnK5JseMuZ34ETAJC8E_qM8O8PmLxQoXF9r6H3NaOdwAbIw7yItPyMGSqGDPgzIPhoWwcy90r_RdEbrejfsXlmi1EvMz21-ZGVi09sMxgLfLQSuyA1LWwAKANZ9lVC0/s400/NSH_17410edit.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><strong>This scene would usually conjour up</strong> nightmares for me. I don't mean my good friend Shelley in the wheelchair, I mean the <em>hospital corridor</em>. Since a childhood trauma in a casualty dept. (ER), I have been terrified of hospitals, (very long story, some of you know it already!) and that was the driving force behind my choice to have homebirths, which I did very successfully with my two girls, but sadly not so with my son.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">Paradoxically, I have been able to visit Shelley over the last few weeks <em>without freaking out</em>. We think the reason for this is a combination of factors: I first arrived in the dark, and this little hospital does not look or smell like a hospital; and I was very busy in the run up to Christmas, but fitting in short visits which involved concentrating on Shelley - learning how to collapse a wheelchair, mastering the best approach to getting it in the boot (trunk) - all she had to do was chuck herself in the car! - and accomplishing the task set me for each visit. Really, I didn't have much time to <em>think</em> about where I was going. I am amazed at how chilled I have been when inside St Oswald's Hospital in Ashbourne. Of course, the real test will be when I next go to a particular acute hospital... but I feel encouraged, as I have set myself a personal challenge which requires me to be able to manage this irrational fear in the not too distant future.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiasLdTnJ9jicNBEI5Ou-fM37vT4pF_V7Ag_mdNdGikqU8_c7iN2i4aVxGnUvzAI4Xwpgu-9l1ZVBewuxMPeTbxtpOvObYmWuF9ykP5u7eOdLc2seTF0xrxsIr7zkpZFkDqeTnH_bb2u79/s400/NSH_17421edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420378755848738658" /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">Originally, St Oswalds was built as the Ashbourne Union Workhouse. Able bodied inmates in the workhouse performed stone-breaking - aggregate then sold for road-making, while the elderly were employed in picking oakum - rope fibres which were then mixed with tar to use as caulking on the hull of a ship.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">See <a href="http://www.ashbourne-town.com/history/buildings/hospitals/hospitals.html">here</a> and <a href="http://www.workhouses.org.uk/">http://www.workhouses.org.uk/</a> for more details on Ashbourne Union Workhouse, including images.</div><span><span></span></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEI0LpzLozWgxd0jpypiANJBLucxdqdnKMNI45FgvCun5x4EPBUzHajTzq6RwjZnWNAFmLPBE55664cLvtpjX4AysHbm7bGO-CIYTmoFj1Ylc9pMJSkX2k24TwFqGXiSfM3fglWRya8YfM/s400/NSH_17422edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420378746211140530" /><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER">View to St Oswald's Church from the hospital's drive.</div><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-40040871749498031132009-12-27T22:46:00.004+00:002009-12-27T23:04:02.028+00:00361/365 Susie<div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtLVc82nHL4iAlu8uUt4vzvOl7s76KsZ1_h8nKv9TVhhazijLO36DNTD56E7mYvvQKTvUz96c4-TpP87i5mkAH9LEa0rp709HphPW6CKeeEWVjVh4zQadDA88OsOZ45JSZ_BlkRLlujdPN/s400/NSH_17400edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>This is my wonderful sister-in-law, Susie.</strong> She is married to my eldest brother Steve. They have 3 girls, Holly, Katie & Thea, but lost their only son Harvey, between Holly & Katie. Harvey left a footprint on her heart, as Kim left one on mine. (See <a href="http://not2early365.blogspot.com/2009/04/96365-footprint-on-my-heart.html">96/365</a>) We drove down to see them today and swap Christmas gifts. A long drive for a short visit, but worth it to see them.</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qYBo_5ssxoX0LQkBmog-bLX7aEVJth0CGOs3tB3h05gyfBuM47_oxbg-i11BKjveohKXJcttAzIK9EQ7P8aeIoqLt_l1KGngNtO9QHEJDNrGZmTTbTZnac-HYaZFJ7UZw1M5U4anB8DU/s400/2009_12_27.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420053926956599730" /></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER">Here's Katie!</div><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-55582213976869907882009-12-27T00:04:00.003+00:002009-12-27T10:37:37.858+00:00360/365 Christmas shadows<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-KxUuVF2TzxQ_jOtIbw5saGCv2fSAWoIIcYwkjCsaoOnnc3l8-rukZqw6K6DE4ZTBldSJoPfzl_xPkHqb47B2HUIGIGesY4Bq5ngdBItfPdeznSWVxMOuQMNWR_5oq0B_65PWCmzKceP/s400/NSH_17340edit.jpg" /> </div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>We had some winter sunshine today,</b> it streamed in through the conservatory and fell upon our Christmas tree. I realise there are quite a few images on this blog featuring shadows... well, as has been said before, its all about the light, and shadows can be fascinating.</span></div></b><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-44961578326833430712009-12-26T23:37:00.004+00:002009-12-27T00:01:13.053+00:00359/365 Rip, rend, tear... !<div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAnFjlR0eB7tAErMmT5PjPlHX-ggrQzIWFIigGS6aMVnBVBoRfZG02wLaYftgh1h1CjIEcc5cv9nOv3J3PPUS2CmjEnU-ULVgYCURJQyw02qsFff1g13iiYTbKjCO4yUS8J_NWy-3YnSwb/s400/NSH_17297edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>Another tradition in my family:</strong> on Christmas morning, open presents <em>first</em> - <strong>before</strong> anything else, <strong>before</strong> breakfast, still in PJs, that's a rule!!! (I remember so many years when I was little of <em>waiting</em> and being so unhappy about it!) Oliver was thrilled to get his top two hopefuls, a phone and a particular PS2 game. Result! His phone has a camera function (I use the term 'camera' loosely here!) and once he found that, he immediately shot his game! LOL! Jodie got a pony game which she has played on the laptop, Playmobil (pony/unicorn!),</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "> lots of arts and crafts things, and they both got <i>lots</i> of books. We had a very relaxed Christmas Day, we all got something we really wanted.</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip2Y0oJeQpVC4zP-71GcGPw0saG8XUJf_sQvTrQbySSvzNQw5NdsKO-PBtZ0cog19r2xP190d12Cp1voNtxZsNfEB7R2XPyk3Q5lwqKFpDuWOBfGjvq2PZ1wDzSsdyQ7GB2Lv40GCrikzo/s400/2009_12_25.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419698912534226994" /></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-11697319088377475242009-12-26T23:09:00.002+00:002009-12-26T23:10:41.427+00:00358/365 Tradition<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXK1-xjgYgZ_szexMP1tWxQDH9qbpoEXaan_sv754WwQXXCF-FGJvUEMVZ6M5KBgZJSnVPKcLhDtmRictvZ0KW4vTI23SMk5pvYMhm8Xa6uyqFhVeGaa69wUAer4PkMbCpTRgxwfdGZRg0/s400/NSH_17269edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>Since becoming a grown up</strong> and raising a family of my own, I have enjoyed establishing one or two traditions. On Christmas Eve we always leave a glass of milk, a mince pie, and a carrot on the hearth. When I was a child, we may have left sherry rather than milk, but the modern Father Christmas doesn't drink and drive ;0) The carrot is for the reindeer of course. The children delight in making these preparations. (Well, Jodie still does anyway!!)</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-72275724460234693722009-12-26T00:13:00.004+00:002009-12-26T00:17:30.178+00:00357/365 All wrapped up<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZd6C98rrYl04y8sQfSTH13dw0JkjxwXF6Uo9wXHNZ1On7cny0rnv25bICGF_fBOZV4-Y_keCdKdOoYV79CG_bpQKqIhfiFLrXK4ftMNEnC8LD7nVM07zSlBkgdC96cJVmvWz1e8Kh7CMr/s400/NSH_17253edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>All the presents are wrapped</strong> and hidden away, ready for tomorrow. I love to use curling ribbon and make tags, but don't always have time. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i>We have to get some presents for the kids, just in case they haven't been quite good enough through the year for Santa to bring some ;0)</i></span></span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-11633361299330615902009-12-25T23:41:00.002+00:002009-12-25T23:43:53.655+00:00356/365 Family Hands<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-3qGTY9-P-Mbso_JzjiawE_diKChgq05qHLZCLnsofbU1PGN6lc3urD32paSFqa0o-n4NpUw-vVkH38SRLhOCIHxcD9EGsPaNCA2u67wESJrW_BMX-9QCCaNhnZSZUH8aePWw4qKGEQu/s400/NSH_17217edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>My brother has my father's hands.</strong> Roland came to visit us today with his four children and was telling a story - he has very expressive hands, though I don't remember if Dad used them in this way quite so much. As he ages, Roland looks more and more like our Dad.</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-11303140195964481812009-12-25T23:25:00.002+00:002009-12-25T23:27:24.951+00:00355/365 Snowflake<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIljJ8N6B1ympRDpO44MHhk833Ql75ZLXkEHcnBZm52ghHikTGhlHOL1F2lelTM9w1nD-Nh-FzLm-MieT5ceqDdix3ukD_1pNQwQ5hHMTsJMnyz-dsUmWNbR5vmgzl-hKq8TK87-A4Ia_u/s400/NSH_17108edit.jpg" /> </div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>This is one of a set of 6</b> tree ornaments hung on our tree every year. I love the fine detail in them, they are all different. Ironically, we have real snow on the ground now! The kids are so excited. Not long now...</span></div></b><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-49284965715565142952009-12-20T22:38:00.003+00:002009-12-20T22:42:51.618+00:00354/365 Snow in Allestree Park<div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNmiqKHjFyJg-krngajMcQIkv2P2WbxoSrBWZCsm4gf6wJRqk5uZ3EURo7L39FwXTLx8U_dNuZ74LT5L2G2gjv3a19WZNFKTMFaVtjCBuYtfp3b_uDZ3WwRTae_oOxrlospl58JXpMCeUC/s400/NSH_16953edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>The winter sun shone brightly,</strong> the sky was an amazing blue, and a thin covering of snow from yesterday brought excitement for many. I walked down to the lake, which was mainly frozen - those trees are lakeside.</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVoIEv6-7Rj1wvgOL03nzCAA6sBAZnpit36nidUMTe1UhHVGhXQe_4jvLHDKKMjPbKM74dG5BJ3DY8CYBj35Xa1marSvV1QhjRyzCxrw3qfkscDJ1XKPd0WeyEXRNH27hkq4QICoMRwD-3/s400/NSH_17088edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417452155028130498" /></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER">And later, a fabulous sunset...</div><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-29823379671844967042009-12-19T22:39:00.005+00:002009-12-20T22:43:18.683+00:00353/365 Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!<div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRw_rjkQl7H5bjfkjOI04NeFnAD5z3glzcSMBvSBe-rmYFw2m-yseof0Fy34ywQRhib2lRgZ6gUL3dtKbwqF-MUvA5pt7EY7S2nwSxOSK89GAC8t4s-kKvCxnmnXTmHiyeuNRNSImV1YIH/s400/NSH_16928edit_topaz.jpg" /> </div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>It's SNOWING!</b> We have just had new street lights installed and they look much better in photos than the old orange ones! :0) This scene has had the topaz treatment.</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWWG-LSg_GdRv8Wa252YYN_AwQMXqqTrKM06129R1Nmmf1r885MMjKTMEQuPifcZL-rTthYDXRMPvJFRsxlGH_hMEUtFbcd0uKVIzSowbi2GvJtMpptYwTOjwIyHhaZtLexM6u51KxXFhV/s400/NSH_16916edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417081944241621938" /></b><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER">Jodie helped with the tree this afternoon.</div><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-61420835404632089572009-12-19T22:35:00.002+00:002009-12-19T22:37:05.563+00:00352/365 Morphy Richards<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OeSIwDRCYZladrTaa8w4fZcz0NSnuL1OBJIVT9S6NhKpb2f2LyyNxMq1vQzG7lbnrqj4gmI_hCItEWP4nT7qxI_FjUqvuXqInYq4E7dEwIY1XcyDYY-nl-uTKTOR3qNV9O6sexFcYc9F/s400/NSH_16880edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>Treated myself</strong> to a new kettle for my new kitchen :0)</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-43233892517243003442009-12-19T22:31:00.001+00:002009-12-19T22:32:13.535+00:00351/365 Techno-butterfly<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggLBlz8BuIG32uRSj8_JQbC6ZIx6Zngfl-BEEC8Vq2XZkpAFb52Q_SpzUsi3Op8SubpYklkvuqPfAxTJjWCLenYXS2RGd562TVDI07gh78F2WTFrlELD8j3MXmBOBcvoyWWM-d2KnXaYw_/s400/NSH_16829edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>This tiny metal butterfly</strong> has settled on my new monitor base...</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-52949840058082272452009-12-16T22:39:00.001+00:002009-12-16T22:40:59.869+00:00350/365 Traffic<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjweqIsFBGt_6BAFV9MMSr_xa3yv0AXq9x-kMM2WvvqDZoGwv4712CVtfBegjLspbtVSPkIIdUby_D8LpuKv_GXfEcA297VE7yqc-O63I56higo1PkjPiIXPHRcotlCP2NgQVxQXLHJUywm/s1600-h/NSH_16798edit_topaz.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjweqIsFBGt_6BAFV9MMSr_xa3yv0AXq9x-kMM2WvvqDZoGwv4712CVtfBegjLspbtVSPkIIdUby_D8LpuKv_GXfEcA297VE7yqc-O63I56higo1PkjPiIXPHRcotlCP2NgQVxQXLHJUywm/s400/NSH_16798edit_topaz.jpg" /></a> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>I was stuck in traffic</strong> in the dark and rain earlier, on my way to the flu-jab clinic. It had been a grey wet day all day, no photo-opps. Oh well, some days you win, some days you lose...</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-56513022104776724482009-12-15T23:55:00.002+00:002009-12-16T00:35:31.297+00:00349/365 A Christmas Star<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-D0nufvuXW3893d7ZKZKdQp4TdEgVJAAW-qAGnLljDOujnBrgNm7SlRJbKffwA9MrtDw4v2jT9rPU5G-_aS2iOdJbcoe-6DkuB7Fd6uJ5fTLXOBNoaN4ZJNpMTSLlW-Hz7dN909XoqbR/s400/NSH_16792edit.jpg" /> </div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>I went to Jodie's school Christmas service</b> this afternoon at <a href="http://www.stnicholasallestree.org.uk/index.html">St Nich's Church</a>. They have a fabulous nativity scene by the pulpit and the star reminded me of Kim, (<a href="http://not2early365.blogspot.com/2009/04/96365-footprint-on-my-heart.html">96/365</a>), because we said to Oliver that Kim had gone to be a star. He was only 3 at the time. We have a votive holder with a star design on it that comes out every Christmas since we lost Kim.</span></div></b><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-16502534105847178742009-12-14T17:05:00.002+00:002009-12-14T17:08:24.952+00:00348/365 Sunset & tree<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bii8E9lRmc696NtsiWGKcceaqD46GH6IwXOGCB1OW9DCTy7t7_3vhxjF_umuh3PveHGlIehUfGz2WmD3AtHwA4-iu2bX7LYuIktv6qFTzMijId1gDrtFZUi_VfmhQwMmHu2PrK-pmHVe/s400/NSH_16765topazedit_B.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>Tonight's sunset was a fabulous sight.</strong> I had to pull over on the way home from school and backtrack on foot to capture the tree in silhouette, then I used a Topaz plug-in to enhance the image. (Jodie was very patient while I took some photos, as usual, what an angel.)</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-72951747772573464942009-12-13T21:41:00.005+00:002009-12-13T22:07:29.220+00:00347/365 Two out of three<div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOwrK6wjIxFKwFbBlo0Qm4VSsi7_4m9xLMzCIlbpT8mWoO_O4YsE-bcBL9jdD1kNHclsYMe-50w5M1Yf8blstL2unSxr1oFCGbnKBndwTJHKPDV202KDn-O2G5RVIxM9c-7NzxGvg5-63k/s400/NSH_16735edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>Seeing as Oliver the reluctant won't sit for a photo,</strong> it was just Jodie and her Dad this afternoon, not smartened up but looking good nonetheless, before I packed away the kit after a busy week's shooting. I've had a fab time with it, Jodie has thoroughly enjoyed playing to the camera, and I've captured some great images for some good friends - thanks all for helping with the fun! And thanks too to PM for kindly lending me his kit! Now, how long will it take to save up for some lights of my own...?</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvKvpS4a2quWgG_QvjvfMnFgdFjZ1_XtUPizqkzOBpQnv9cUJ9G_1nufQolP39ryM-zLUx3pJKlr7DqbbaSl4hS7QAHTd0iOsfYkaqdFhNQ7kZYda17P4BFr-9J_n4u2cU-Fp12mzzq2zV/s400/NSH_16742edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414839698730584674" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"> "</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">Dear Father Christmas, Haven't written for a long time, but...</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">"</span></span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-60098743178542444722009-12-12T23:59:00.002+00:002009-12-13T00:02:32.471+00:00346/365 Jurys Inn Reflected<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcrRHI3I1dtkrFYk6hIFjC92iRZ9fvXDE1BD7JV7pA4iaSz5GgzpvZB3F5is1POKRLAjB5osChaUicau2rnSkP7Iqcx3DLZb3jiunr-Y6rJkFBfa7MvlgI1LtYFpZKHDqHdzUpoF61itvC/s1600-h/NSH_16454.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcrRHI3I1dtkrFYk6hIFjC92iRZ9fvXDE1BD7JV7pA4iaSz5GgzpvZB3F5is1POKRLAjB5osChaUicau2rnSkP7Iqcx3DLZb3jiunr-Y6rJkFBfa7MvlgI1LtYFpZKHDqHdzUpoF61itvC/s400/NSH_16454.jpg" /></a> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>I love crisp wintry days with endless blue skies</strong> and fabulous sunshine. I can ignore the cold if the sun shines brightly, and today I was glad to capture a few images on the way to run an errand and make a small start on the Christmas shopping. Jurys Inn was glowing and the windows of the offices opposite were distorting it's reflection. See <a href="http://not2early365.blogspot.com/2009/11/307365-jurys-inn.html">308/365</a> for the JI itself.</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-41369720511640999302009-12-11T23:13:00.002+00:002009-12-11T23:17:23.781+00:00345/365 Mother love<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-W6yrAkHsopV681-AlmL0_DeIEZXDizGojBrN3pUlDNyVBvfrY_rNGtoe6z3efDBT4LZkyhqCirmAAUlg7aoZ-gObIqGD14QZDFnKVuFDxwVDH17LEHWGPomDWtun5Donebl0JTzB8-Ev/s400/NSH_16376edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>There is nothing more precious</strong> in this world than a baby, and no love as strong as the love felt by a mother for her child. I was honoured to be able to shoot S & baby L today, such an emotional time, as we have both lost precious babies, and we'll never forget them. (See <a href="http://not2early365.blogspot.com/2009/04/96365-footprint-on-my-heart.html">96/365</a>)</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-61256667058130676202009-12-10T22:05:00.006+00:002009-12-10T22:14:27.808+00:00344/365 Its all about the light<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj2ObDHqNJEAnKa7pz7U9RSoZnAL_k0L185BP8yyqPNf_bRY2-EMT2qurTKFbqr7GVXFXmVkX4wCuKYLMbTUQnyH8cx25S2DMDLEZ183XZsn-UWyvQuJUyekBW1hfJaCr0mqeTdWgiOWlq/s400/NSH_16287edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>I am always reading that photography is all about The Light,</strong> chasing it, catching it, waiting for it, the golden hours of dawn and dusk, and with so many grey days in the UK is it any wonder that I'm learning about how to control The Light, artificial light, studio light? Flash still has me baffled although I've achieved good results more by accident than design with a Speedlight 430EX. Now, I'm trying out studio kit and loving it - I covet PM's lights! And RB's! (see <a href="http://not2early365.blogspot.com/2009/12/339365-oliver-reluctant.html">341/365</a> and <a href="http://not2early365.blogspot.com/2009/12/341365-jodie.html">342/365</a>) However, I still get a thrill when I catch natural light falling in a way that pleases me - here I caught reflections of my new space in my new desk lamp's glossy black shade. To the left are the two roof skylights, to the far right my monitor, and off centre, the window to my right - bright autumn sunshine was falling on the houses across the street. It's all about The Light.</span></div></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-51331464720802539042009-12-09T23:37:00.004+00:002009-12-10T00:00:30.102+00:00343/365 Misty morning, wintry tree<div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOIBQhyt6QMe_jFulzdKhXHN2Ka3qKV9uGn6xFsNkfzcoZUYjcEQ8qV3gptN4HHGnam4AxIvxICEkVk5aMuPMoDIezi7Keu7NERuQcv-C7SGgptdsN2sbpFYbuIWh6KnnuTmOpwwik1JAq/s400/NSH_15730edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>The mist lay across the fields</strong> this morning as I took Jodie to school. It wasn't looking quite so impressive by the time I returned, but I couldn't have gone back for cam without making her late. The mist passed in front of a weak wintry sun.</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIKOXrD99U2ClPhEsj4gjEXJkpu1Q3RYdbVUwP8KYbJ184eTPVcGe5S5eQpGnOueWdVPhTTCteX7Yn8kDvbOKgSrVjR1FbvdmpuT2Mcp2IvlYLZ2YSHe047F4OqMXqse92EYMB7RbSAYQW/s400/NSH_15745edit.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413385549018503922" /></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-28271978577763121982009-12-09T22:56:00.004+00:002009-12-10T00:00:39.563+00:00342/365 Jodie<div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdgO4DPCTZZME87LiuniSSmSGFWY2u5Cb1h2uL2Ic0l0aHxqgSWTT9aTUrVegVCEOEfnZpSLFNDRba3h0XEw6GQCE-adrzGZTEDIY7PbC2Fh8K2_gGZGg_5s8lldD9bsAkJEZ5k2a7j9uH/s400/NSH_15589edit.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>Although Oliver was not keen</strong> to be photographed, Jodie was! Outfit changes, gel colour changes, hair tied back, hair loose... What can I say? The camera loves her!!</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFL8Bl82NUWYD3Z4xnWeD6cKvaOgSXK-TuT9DA8Eq_0BSEj_zk9HR07rYR8e-p30a-DhcLbQmoLJKE_q5k7O5HSJ6PP97sSEbWhS_rl3xsoXs_C2WVDiHU4eBFB2SOqaxCrArTP5gTSZc-/s400/2009_12_071.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413377956004007954" /></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5107722183631510586.post-77104373853272389782009-12-08T22:52:00.004+00:002009-12-10T00:00:48.887+00:00341/365 Oliver, the Reluctant<div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGvHjcmEtHE8G_UP6iKMLgyBNViFvTmIr5Po6N9ENxceGC-p3uYi_dOpf2wogrWMvJMGQ7eVFrP4nEkxCmt5noBgeDlDIdBLWGXV8nyrQMUIKeCsYFPB1Re9cSZ0PeUO-yWBrAu4RJUCdN/s400/NSH_15448edit2.jpg" /> </div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong>Oliver was reluctant</strong> to sit still and have his photo taken, but patience was rewarded - he sat with his back to me and I kept very quiet until he could not help but turn round to see why I was not hasseling him to turn round :0) Gotcha!</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_W2T3SL-dDuV3xRTeUGo6pGHKHwK_2j4R-MDFJ_69x_m3NMtOyQLFzhal44A30Yp3ztQSRywqJ8nGFh8mMsISoDdD2x2ucabSlFQwIui2t4M_qUPeADyBLTtI-tpgGo805FDTuf6NFfg8/s400/2009_12_07.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413003147371904546" /></strong><div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Nicky Heppenstallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09014568085779150245noreply@blogger.com0