I think the moon is affecting me. I seem to be in silly mode. For days I have anticipated taking a picture of the super moon, hopefully directly behind Mow Cop as I did last year, but thick cloud meant there was no chance of that today. So I was disappointed and my daughter, in the shower, was even more disappointed to discover that the pilot light on the boiler had mysteriously gone out and the water falling on her was freezing cold. She was still cursing like a witch after I had switched the boiler back on and told her the water would be warm in about ten minutes. Suggesting that in the meantime she could help me make an imaginery picture of the supermoon didn't brighten her mood and I had to bribe her by promising to make a cup of tea, However my idea of a supermoon didn't impress her either. I said all she needed to do was slip my freshly washed dressing gown on and step outside and hold a metal cake tin base up against the sky where the supermoon would be. This provoked even more expletives but she relented provided she didn't have to stand outside for more than ten f---ing seconds. Well, she held it up for around ten seconds and then, apparently, her arms started hurting. I'm sure that given more time to perfect the set up I could have created a stunning shot, but the reality is it didn't quite cut the mustard. I thought these modern phones were supposed to take perfect pictures every time, and all I got was this impressionist blur (although, if I'm honest, I quite like it).
Last year the pilot light hadn't blown out and my last supermoon picture, below, was more successful. This time I had wanted to go one better, to get some people stood in the archway of the 'castle' (You have to bear in mind I have to stand about a mile away with a long lens to get castle and moon together like this). I guess I will just have to wait patiently for the next opportunity in about 84 years.
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