Autumn is well and truly with us now. Keats spoke of it as “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness” and children have been enjoying Bonfire night and incorporated Hallowe’en into their festivities. Ann Angrimob (serving wench from behind the bar of the hostelery, ‘The Cross and Garlic’ – a Big Stake Inn) has gone for another year.
The Fordingbridge Camera Club is still with us, throwing some light into the dark evenings.
In addition to our regular meetings we devote many evenings to those who want, as a group, to set themselves new challenges and then to review the results collectively.
A recent evening was devoted to flash photography and was led by two members, Sue and Julie. Images taken that evening, plus any later work with flash, will be reviewed by the group and could benefit from constructive comments.
www.fordingbridgecameraclub.org.uk, our website, lists our programme. It is a mixture of talks by visiting top photographers coupled with opportunities to show your work on the highest quality equipment and have it commented on by experienced photographic judges. We meet at Avonway Community Centre at 7.30pm on alternate Wednesdays. Visitors are always welcome for a small fee. The additional sessions have proven to be very popular but are only open to club members.
Whilst talking of the sad, dark days of November I am reminded that when my uncle was dying his wife Tina and her sister Marge were grieving at his bedside. He turned to them and whispered: “Don’t cry for me, Marge and Tina”. To add to this tale of woe, I am also sorry to have to report that the man who wrote the song, “The Hokey Cokey” was buried recently. The undertakers had trouble keeping his body in the coffin. They’d put his left leg in..........