A couple of weeks ago my wife decided to take part in the Guardian newspaper's Family section's competition to submit a photograph taken at 16:00 hours on Sunday October 14th. I knew she didn't stand a chance. She's okay at taking photos, but the camera is pretty basic and she'd be up against the SLR geeks taking perfectly composed pictures with their expensive zoom lenses. Next week the Family section was published and her picture was nowhere to be seen. If I'd had a pipe I would have smugly smoked it. My parting shot was 'Come on, did you really think they'd publish a photo like that?'
The following week the photo appeared as the centrepiece of the article. I was wrong. To her credit, my wife has been fairly magnanimous about my error of judgement. Here's the photo: