It was early, too early for many but not for me. I am a small hours man due to Parkinson's medication. Parkinson's and the medication. Ahhhhh, I have you to thank for making me a photographer, and struggle to remain one despite the disease. A dichotomy if ever there was.
I wandered the streets of Stratford upon Avon, home of the favourite son of gushing thespians ("Henry 22nd dahhhhhhling, such a wonderful play, simply marvellous"), Just what was I expecting at that hour? Dogberry? Alonso? Horatio?....Cupid? Seeping from the cracks of the venerable old houses lining the venerable old streets of this venerable old town?
My camera was hanging around my neck, lumpen and unhappy at the impoverished nature of subject matter currently to hand "Oh, mate, take our picture". I turned and there they were. Two of Strtafords finest, unable to muster a "gadzooks" or a "hail my good fellow, taketh our likeness in your magic box of darknesseth" between them.
What shall I do once I capture your souls with my magic box? I enquired. Put it on twitter said one dressed in a long belted cable knit cardigan. He had had too much of the mead for my liking and he had a face like a slapped arse.. This made me want to slap his arse into a face, but it would be like slapping Val Doonican........your granny would hate you. Those of a certain age will know what I am driving at. The honour of Doonican or Des O'Connor is inviolate in their eyes. Mind, these are the same people that liked the unspeakable Jimmy Saville OBE (Old Bent Entertainer)
I don't do twitter, twitter or anything similar.......certainly not face thingy. Where will you out it then?asked cardigan youth. I can flickr it I said. What shall I call it to make it easy for your one brain cell between you to find it if you sober up.
Call it "fxxxing Shakespeare said cardigan. Fxxxing shakespearr it is then. It was uploaded thus and to this day remains my most viewed photo on flickr since. This shot must be a huge disappointment to the spotty youths or dirty mac brigade searching for "granny fxxxing", "pig/sheep/goat/horse fxxxing" or just plain old "fxxxing" when faced with cardigan youth and his mute partner. That "WTF" moment.
I have searched for "Fxxxing" myself..........all in the course if research of course, and the shot is pretty high in the list of thumbnails returned. If you are nervous or easily offended.....don't go there. If you are after free lorn....fill your boots. I was surprised to find such stuff on flickr......even more surprised to see that some things I thought might be impossible are....indeed.....possible.
****ing shakespeare by
petach123 (Peter Tachauer), on Flickr