It was my turn, I guess. I just took a portrait of Ian McRae, our poet/shearer friend, and asked if he could try the camera out and take a picture of me. There was no decent way to say now. “It’s your turn,” he said, and that was true.

So he took it. I tried to make a face at him, but he was delighted. So I am honor bound to put it up on my blog. If you dish it out, you have to be able to take it.