The road to Morecambe!
Last Thursday I was happily driving along to an editorial Christmas shoot with Britain’s biggest family in Morecambe. My car which was jam packed, not only with photographic equipment, but with a Christmas tree, fake presents, boxes of decorations, mince pies, 2 sacks of potatoes (!) the list goes on and on and on… when it decided to break down – aghhh.. Thankfully I wasn’t alone as I had Amy my assistant with me and we managed to get off the motorway. I’ve always wondered what I would do if this happened on the way to a shoot but knowing I had a family of 18 waiting on my arrival I knew I had to make it one way or another. What did I do – I called my dad of course! (closely followed by the AA) As soon as the AA arrived we were off in my dad’s car leaving him to deal with the drive of shame in the tow truck back to Huddersfield.
In hindsight this experience was the calm part of the day in comparison to the chaos of a photoshoot with 16 children! Amy – you were a star, I was so impressed you managed to get that tree up and decorated, with a minimum of 5 small children doing their up most to thwart your efforts.
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We left with our sanity barely intact!