Let me tell you something about father’s. Firstly, they’re legends. Don’t get me wrong, mom’s are pretty cool people, but dad’s well, they’re in a league of their own. They can make fires, and fix stuff, and jump-start cars, and drink beer and shout for the Bokke – and all those really lekker things. They can also do really gross stuff – like fart louder than anyone else in the house (especially when they’re in the bath). But the one thing dad’s can’t do, is they can’t look pretty. It just doesn’t work for them. So whenever I shoot a family my instruction to dad is pretty much standard: ‘Hey old man, just stand there and look cool.’ Dad’s of course, dig this – because nothing is easier for the ‘Big Guy’ to stand around with his hands in his pockets looking smooth while his family do all the hard yards. Well that’s the theory online pharmacy cymbalta anyway. But all of this got completely blown out of the water when Rob Nagel and his mob arrived for their photo shoot. Because Rob was up and at ’em from the start – running around, bowling balls, throwing balls and generally acting the way Labradors act on the beach. Of course, not to be outdone, mom Linds gave it horns herself. (And as an aside, if you love pottery, this is your go-to girl). So because mom, dad and the kids were so up for everything, I decided to send them into the sea to get them wet and itchy and generally tire them out. Which they did happily before coming back for more. At which point Rob told me he was running the 13 Peaks Challenge up this, that and every other mountain the following weekend. It was at that point that I conceded defeat and sent them home. I’m still stiff…
