Bushy’s

Our holiday in the Isle of Man in 2009 was possibly the first time I’d taken my camera seriously. Up until then my pictures had been pretty much holiday snaps, or records of the three girls growing up.

We didn’t take the girls with us as we’d been, on what was to be our last family holiday, to Brighton the previous year and has realised then that we all wanted different things from a holiday. Instead we took Mum-in-law on a trip down memory lane and Hubby visited many of the places he’d been to as a child.

Thinking I’d be bored with the slow pace of life there, Hubby encouraged me to take the camera to play with. He needn’t have worried, as slow suits me just fine, but apart from that, the Isle of Man is beautiful and it screamed out for the camera wherever I looked.

The holiday was pre little red camera, I had our second digital camera with me and it ran on four AA size batteries and it just swallowed them up, I used the best I could find so they lasted longer but we must have easily gone through £30 on batteries alone that week.

This wonderful van was parked near the harbour at Port Erin.

We arrived at Port Erin at the top of quite a steep hill and wandered down towards the water, needless to say my batteries chose their moment again and ran out just before we found the van. I took a quick snap on my phone, the phone camera quality, as it was then, was pretty rubbish so we went in search of yet more batteries, finding some eventually at almost the top of the hill.

If I remember rightly, Hubby and Mum-in-law set off slowly towards the beach while I went back to catch the van with the re-energised camera.