Picture the scene - it's November 29th, the sun is shining and I'm feeling...well, not bad actually. It's my 40th birthday, and after working the weekend, my masterplan was to take a day off...but as a job came in from the Times Educational Supplement, and not being one to turn down work (like I have any choice...), I'm spending the morning photographing a school football team.
The jobs a fairly short one, so I'm thinking, 'I'll just take the one camera, and a few bits...'
WROOONNG...oh, so very wrong, Sion. The Photo-Imps were already demonically cackling and flapping their leathery wings in supernatural glee, at the opportunity to make another mere mortal snapper's life a living Hell.
I should have known...I have Frequent Flyer status with those bastards.
No sooner had I arranged the kids in formation and pulled 3000 quids worth of camera gear out of my bag with a smug flourish, than the sodding thing conked out on me. One frame, and the camera shutter blades shattered with a crunch.
Nice.
But the kids I was photographing were very understanding.
Yeah, RIIIIGHT - they pissed themselves laughing...and the mocking guffaws of fifteen 12-year olds reached an incredulous crescendo of contempt, when they realised the only functioning camera I had left on me, was my tiny Canon IXUS 750 compact...
While I huffed 'n' puffed about trying to get a decent frame with the little gizmo, and they struck various P. Diddy-style 'bad bwoy' poses, a kids voice in the background was heard to pipe up,
"This is a shambles"...
...I have to say, at the time, I couldn't disagree with the lad.
So I was pretty gobsmacked (not to mention relieved) when I opened the images in Photoshop to find the tiny silver widget (at 50 ISO) had produced incredibly clean and sharp 20.3 MB files.
One pic was used on the papers cover - making the final score:
Touhig Academicals 1, Beelzebub Minions Utd, 0
But only due to a last minute substitution, so I'll be sticking to the tradional defensive two-camera formation up front, from now on.