Then and Now...

A little over eleven years have passed since I last managed to grab a shot of these three teens in the purple boudoir. It seems ages ago and yet also yesterday. The iPad screenshot is faked of course, the flash blew it out. Nonetheless, not a bad trio really.

An otherwise trying day, where armchair warriors on facebook did their damndest to mess up the future of a camp that's successfully run for twenty years. I think it'll all sort out, but the squeaky wheel gets the oil, and sometimes the oil is flammable.

That's not to mention Janet getting herself locked in the loo, or the profligate use of every printer in the household and some besides, in an ultimately successful attempt to print off Charlie's phd proposal, for post to Germany tomorrow. I need a drink.