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Mum can I have one of those bubble machines?

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  1. The bubble machines are great. I had a photo of a girl with one at the Newtown Festival.

    The portrait of the young boy is spot on. To get rid of annoying background without resorting to pp (what I regard as the 'clever' way!), you need to get a bit closer and open up your shutter, ie take the F stop as low as you can. This will affect your DoF and make the bg blurry.

    Simple really ... and I know how you love all that technical stuff.

    Ooo I am listening to massed Welsh Choirs singing 'Land of my Fathers'.

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  2. The brother (I suppose) in the second photo doesn't look so happy about all this ....

    I have never seen so many hats in my life - do you really all wear some kind of headdress?

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  3. forgot to subscribe to follow-ups - therefore ...

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  4. Martina, country people wear hats more than city people ... mainly because they spend more time in the sun.

    However, most sensible Australians will wear a hat or sun screen when they are expecting to be in the sun for the day (as at the show) because our sun is hot and fierce ... we are constantly being reminded or the risks of skin cancer.

    Here are some skin cancer facts to put that into perspective:
    * Australia has the highest skin cancer incidence rate in the world.
    * Australians are four times more likely to develop a skin cancer than any other form of cancer.
    * Approximately two in three Australians will be diagnosed with skin cancer before the age of 70.
    * Melenoma, the worst form of skin cancer, is life threatening ... over 1,000 people die of it each year and is one of the most common cancers affecting youth in Australia.
    * The melanoma incidence rates in Australia and New Zealand are around four times as high as those found in Canada, the United States and the United Kingdom

    So we are urged to slip, slop, slap. Slip on a shirt, slop on suncreen and slap on a hat.

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