Born to Synthesize

Last week I was Out & About with the BBC Symphony Orchestra. They were playing in quartets, quintets, family orchestras, young musicians and full orchestra all over London. On what turned out to be the hottest day of the year (so far). I started photographing at St Pancras International early in the morning and then I took in The Natural History Museum, Hammersmith and Westfield.



The shoot was great fun and I managed to get some great shots of all venues and groups including a set of pictures about the Family Orchestra that may get into the Daily Telegraph Newspaper on July 11th.

And the children want to go on holiday again (we just got back from Scotland where I was shooting a wedding and a holiday after). They would like to go to the city where there is the world biggest water slide. "We saw it on the telly DAD" It happens to be the new Barclaycard ad. I haven't yet broken their hearts and told them it is only CGI and not real.
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Number One Lowest Common Denominator

Some very quick links, known also as Speedlinks.
There is news from my website with new publicity material that I photographed added, myspace updates and the Wisley Music Festival


http:www.rhs.org.uk/whatson/gardens/wisley/wisley-music-festival-home.htm

http://www.simonjayprice.com/news13279.html

http://www.simonjayprice.com/news13275.html


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How About A Little Fanfare

It has been five long years in the wilderness, but today Wolverhampton Wanderers (my hometown team) were promoted to the best football (soccer) league in the world. Yes, The Wolves will be in The Premiership again next year.

To celebrate I have posted pictures of Derek Dougan who sadly died last year and Steve Bull (left) both prolific goal scorers for The Wolves.


This is something the team has not had since Steve retired a few years ago. Now we have a goal machine called Sylvan Ebanks Blake. His 25 goals this season have helped us get to the top of the league and stay there for 7 months.

Gaining promotion is a massive relief for a Wolves fan. Most of us have revelled in the odd victory but the nearly moments, finishing outside the play off places twice, getting to the play offs and then losing to our arch rivals, were for crying about.

Something really special happened today.
Yes, I opened a page on MySpace. here is the link: http://www.myspace.com/simonjayprice
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Fair Warning

The other day the children and I took advantage of the fact that we can now all ride bikes without stabilizers and that it was sunny to go on a 2 miles round trip to the local tea room on the village green. This trip was in celebration that work is at long last slowly coming in. I have repeat business and a couple of weddings to mark on the calendar.

The children had juice, crisps and iced gems and I had coffee and cake.

Whilst the children were playing the ladies who serve were talking about the good weather and how much they admired one of the weather girl presenters on the local news. Apparently this weather girl (Caddy) speaks nicely, has a cheery disposition and you never quite know what she is going to say.

She is better than the other weather girl (Kate) who drawls and is not understood at all. The ladies who serve say that the BBC should chose the weather girls because of their personality and voice. I can think of a few more assets that they might be chosen on, even my wife comments on it.

My daughter was not privy to the conversation but told me some interesting facts about wind and the reason that she wears pants in bed is to make her farts less smelly because it cannot get through the fabric to wake her up when asleep.

I blame the mother.
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Open Your Eyes

For some time now Eli has been saying that he is scared to go to bed because of the eyes in the garden. He showed me yesterday when it was dark and of course I said that I could not see them.

"Over here, you have to come down here to see them ". Getting low at the french window, or as double glazing sales people call it a combination door, I could see what he was talking about.

"What is it"? both my children cry.
"It's a mystery, I will have to get the torch and go outside and investigate".
"Ooooooo"

Before I took the torch we tried a few experiments involving the explanation of reflections and turning lots of lights in different rooms on and off.

First we tried turning off some of the lights in the lounge but the "eyes" were still there. Then we turned all the lights off in the lounge so that it was very dark and still the "eyes" were there. "They are still there" shouted the children.
This is where I explained about reflections and that the eyes in the garden were a light somewhere shinning on something in the garden.

So we tried the lights in the kitchen and turned them off. "Daddy, Daddy it's gone the eyes have gone" they shouted. "Where have they gone dad". This is where I explain again more carefully about reflections and the fact that the "eyes" have not really gone anywhere because they were just a reflection on something in the garden and if I turn the light on again they will appear again.

"Daddy they are back, what are they, is it a ghost and they're moving".

"Its just a reflection look if I turn the light off it will go away"

"Daddy they have gone, where have they gone, the ghost has gone"

"It is not a ghost it is just a reflection".

"Go outside and see dad"

This is the bit where I am reminded about the "eyes" that pop out and say "hello" to the unbelieving parent in the old 'Amityville Horror' film after denying the existence of ghosts to her son.

I grab the torch with great bravado and again tell the children not to worry because it is just a reflection and that it is just the kitchen light shining on something. I moved push along cars, tractors and piles of plastic chairs and finally the "eyes" went.

"Dad, they've gone, where have they gone, will the ghost come back" they shout from the back door.

No it was just a refection and now I have moved everything out of the way it will not come back. And then I see it a pair of red eyes shining at me as I point the torch down the garden. I nearly jumped out of my skin.

It was just a fox.

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