This time of year is tricky, it looks like Winter but feels like Spring. The snowdrops are out and the daffodils are readying themselves for life but there are no leaves on the trees and life is hidden beneath sodden earth and bark.
I decided that I would take some infra red photos to see if I could give a different slant to my surroundings.
The reason for this post isn't the photographs but the simple fact that I've still got it.
Oh yeah, I was walking in the park on a bright and sunny day, camera in hand and I was propositioned. I was chatted up and as I played hard to get, the suggestions were pretty blatant. In the end I had to tell him that I was married with children and straight. Go ahead and laugh, my boss, wife and kids did. Well my daughters laughed until they realised that I had been chatted up by men more than they had. On one occasion I was chased by an old farmer round a pool table in a pub, it didn't occur to me that the fact he was buying me drinks was a signal of some sort. I don't have a "gaydar" and actually don't really care if someone is straight or gay, it just isn't something that I think about so it doesn't figure on my list of things to care about, simply put, my opinion on anyone's sexuality is not worth a jot, who cares what I think? I am pretty blinkered and don't see signs or signals, I pretty much accept as I see and if someones being nice to me it is because they are a nice person.....hmmm, now I think about it......
Of course I texted my wife to brag:
Me: Just got chatted up by a gay man. Must have been obvious, even I noticed!
Her: Was he fit?
Me: Not a bit, maybe fitter than me, not sure I could outrun him without the adrenalin and fear.
Me: And yes, I know what you really meant. He's a bloke, how the hell would I know?
My youngest daughter put this little story on Facebook and Twitter to the amusement of several hundred of her friends.
The thing that did shock me was being told that this park, the place I walk with my camera to take photos, is a gay hotspot when men pick up other men for some fun in the bushes. All of a sudden I saw a mirror image of myself, a middle aged man cruising round a known gay hangout, camera in hand, even I could see that it didn't look good and I can't help but wonder how naive I really am?
Anyway, here is one of the photos, nothing particularly interesting though. I did a colour swap using Irfan, for a change where normally I would take a custom white balance in the camera and stick with the results but I decided to go for a more natural look this time, well as natural as infra red allows.
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