SMILE PLEASE!

This week has been all about photography.  And I mean, ‘all’.  We have masses of new products to photograph and put up on the website for you, and this is not the ideal time of year to do it.  The light is flat and dull, and there’s only the briefest slot in the day when you stand even the remotest chance of taking a usable picture.  As the stylist, photographer and website guru Whizz is most definitely in charge, and I am reduced to a human lamp stand.  Who knew it was so hard to stay still?  Apparently I’m really bad at it – I don’t want to sound petulant but I really do have to breathe and that, it seems, makes me move so much that I am impossible to work with.  And as for the rare occasions when I am allowed to try with the silver reflective discs that pop up (heart-stoppingly, even when you know full well it’s about to happen) and beam what little light there is back onto the subject – well.  Perhaps we should draw a veil over that.  It seems I do it on purpose, too, which I find unlikely, given the grief that results.  Personally, I blame Bridgerton.  Whizz has watched all four episodes and is in an advanced state of rage about how she and the nation have been left, dissatisfied and cliff-hanging.  I recommended a lot of puppy cuddles (scuttle up Sizzles, the miniature wire haired Dachs) and ran her a hot bath with soothing oils and a scented candle.  That too was wrong, apparently, so I made the most of it and leapt in for her.  When you get lemons, after all ….