I confidently predict that I will have posted the only firework picture in all of the U.K. today.
Not the ideal picture, nor from the ideal place. I’d expected the display at Glasgow Green to start about three quarters of an hour later than it actually did, thanks to some bum assumptions.
As it turned out I’d only made it to Victoria Bridge before it all kicked off, so my camerabag resting atop the 1850′s stonework had to do for stabilisation rather than the tripod slung across my back, lugged around for the occasion.
It’s good exercise, I suppose. None of the shots wound up truly spectacular, but this isn’t too terrible, I like to think.