One of the nice things about being a repeat photographer for a family is that I tend to remember the people. The gentleman seated on the far left I remember from shooting a wedding in Ireland in 1998. My assistant and I had sat on the flight with many people who were also attending the same wedding. We followed him in our rental car and having gone around too many roundabout on the other side of the road, I had turned as green as the grass in Ireland. I seem to remember my assistant opening the door as I fell out directed only by gravity.
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