
We’d always known it would be needed and we’d had three whole months in which to take it but somehow it always got pushed to the back of the priority list. We’d had endless discussions about it; where should we take it, what should we wear, how should we pose? And nothing we came up with seemed to be ‘just right’. We even had a trial photo shoot in the cactus garden behind Playa Jardín with the occasional curious holidaymaker for an audience and in a banana plantation at San Juan de la Rambla with Jack’s mum as the photographer but it simply wasn’t what we were looking for.
Then the final deadline arrived and we had to face the facts; short of superimposing Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie onto our garden steps, this photo was never going to do justice to our own self image and we might as well just bite the bullet and take the photo.
They say a picture paints a thousand words and that may well be so, but the 40,000 words in ‘Going Native in Tenerife
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