Brooklands Photographic Club
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Sutton on Hull
East Yorkshire
The current membership stands at 40,
which is the capacity of our meeting room.
Therefore, sadly, the club is closed to new members
for the time being.
MEETINGS
details are tabled below
Wednesdays at 7.30 pm
in
The Methodist Church Hall
Church Street
Sutton on Hull
See the bottom of this page for a brief history of our club,
and something more about us.
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Welcome to Alex, our newest and youngest member, 16yrs old, who has kindly set up a Photography Forum for us, where all members can get online and discuss and exchange views on a variety of photographic related subjects. The Forum is now live, and awaiting your choice of Username, Password, and you're in ! I'll add a dedicated button to it in the menu in due course so that you can access it directly from here, and switch back and forth between the Forum and these pages at will. But for now, the link is : Brooklands Photography Forum Our Meeting days are Wednesday evenings, throughout the year. Usually, during the darker, winter months, we have a full programme of guest speakers and more technical evenings, published in advance. But for the summer and the lighter evenings, we have more "impromptu evenings" where we discuss anything that comes to the fore, or even go out and about around Sutton capturing local scenes. The new programme for Autumn 2008 and onwards will be published here later in the year. |
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FINALLY, A GOOD JOKE
Good photography jokes are not easy to come by. So when I came across this one, I thought of the club. The Smiths were unable to conceive children, and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, "Well, I'm off now. The man should be here soon." Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. "Good morning, Ma'am", he said, "I've come to..." "Oh, no need to explain," Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, "I've been expecting you." "Have you really?" said the photographer. "Well, that's good. Did you know, babies are my specialty?" "Well, that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat". After a moment she asked, blushing, "Well, where do we start?" "Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there." "Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!" "Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results." "My, that's a lot!", gasped Mrs. Smith. "Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be in and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that." "Don't I know it," said Mrs. Smith quietly. The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. "This was done on the top of a bus," he said. "Oh, my God!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat. "And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with." "She was difficult?" asked Mrs. Smith. "Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look" "Four and five deep?" said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement. "Yes", the photographer replied. "And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in." Mrs. Smith leaned forward. "Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh...equipment?" "It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away." "Tripod?" "Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand for very long." Mrs. Smith is reported to have fainted. |