This is one of the finest photos ever taken by my FATHER, though I'm not sure he knows it.
This portrait of my sister hangs framed in the hallway of my home in Ireland and mesmerises every time I pass it.
I may be biased of course, because I think my sister's beautiful but I think I'm on safe (as opposed to shaky) ground, there.
I was thrilled last night when I found the negative as I was scanning old photos and painstakingly
tried to recreate how that framed portrait looks - at least in my memory, as I can't pop home to check.
The 'shakey bridge' (or Daily's Bridge to give it its proper name) overlooks the pleasant River Lee as
it courses into the City of Cork, and overlooks Fitzgerald's Park, a haunt of my childhood.
It's the birthright of all Corkonian children to run along this dodgy suspension footbridge and stamp on it gleefully 'til the rivets creak.