I've been meaning to post this for a while, but man have I been busy lately...
So anyway, on the Friday, I took Pers to swimming lessons and one of the mums there had her pregnant sister with her who was taking photos of their little girl. I just happened to have my camera, so I asked her to take some shots, which she did and you can see them over on my blog.
On the Saturday, we went for a make up swimming lesson and my parents were with me and had just bought a new digital SLR, which they were keen to try out. My stepdad's the photgrapher and he got a few lovely shots of Pers and I during the lesson, which are lovely and only have Pers and I and sometimes the instructor in them. We finished the class and went out to the little splash pool and my stepdad took some more shots, when eventually, one of the lifeguards came over and asked him not to.
My stepdad got a bit offended, as we were the only subjects in the photos and no other children had been photographed, not even in the background. I actually thought that no cameras were permitted in the changerooms and didn't realise that this extended to the rest of the pool. But I explained it all to my stepdad and he complied, albeit sadly. He asked the lifeguard "What about swimming carnivals?" to be answered with "No photography is permitted at swimming carnivals." "So, what about the beach?" "If you take photos at the beach and you are seen by a lifeguard, you will be asked to stop."
Wow.
Sad, that the scum of the earth have spoiled it for the rest of us who would like to cherish but a few small memories while our kids are kids.
Armpits.
Friday, November 24, 2006
A sign of the times, sadly...
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totally agree Wenchy, big hairy armpits (not that there's anything wrong with that).
I asked before we started lessons about cameras and was told absolutely not, no cameras, privacy, protection, blah blah blah etc etc. but at the first lesson, there was a bloke *video-ing* his partner and baby in the pool. he also took stills with a whacking great telephoto.
the next week, almost exactly the same thing happened with another couple, but in reverse, dad got in the pool with bubba and mum took endless photos with one of the biggest telephoto lenses I've seen in a while (oooh errr phwoaarrr).
so the next week I got The Delightful Nanna to take some photos of the Dinghy and Torbenspang. they were okay but not great so we'll try again next week, because, sod it! we're only taking photos of our own babies, openly, no secret cameras. if someone can be pretending to be fiddling with their phone and be taking pics, I'm going to openly be taking photos of my own child.
can we stop a little tiny bit of the paranoia?
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