Things started well enough with my "walk around" lens that guarantees that at least some shots will be ok.
Then I went to change lenses.
Have you ever had the lens lock button and its spring shoot out of your camera onto the floor of a synagogue in the middle of prayers? I hadn't. I have now.
I only have one camera, so I spent the next couple of minutes on hands and knees looking for the bits that had come off. I'm not sure if this is common practice, but nobody seemed to mind.
Luckily, I found the button, and enough of it is left to enable me to change lenses even though I have to keep it safe in my camera bag so as not to lose it.
The happy ever after bit: my friends like the photos.
Here's one. Not technically the best one , but I like it.
