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Paps Scrum tactics

It started off as a standard Sunday 12k run around the docks in Limehouse and up to Victoria Park with an invitation to a celebratory afternoon tea with my dear colleague Federica.

With London's Open Houses event on I popped into my local
St Dunstans Church to have a look around and discovered a few interesting facts.
Enroute from Holborn to the Primrose Bakery I came across a bit of a cufuffel outside The Connaught Rooms and Fede decided because I had my SLR I should have a crack at seeing what all the fuss was about. As we approached the entrance we realised it was Vivienne Westwoods show as part of London Fashion week. Which made it more enjoyable for us both as we are each others fashion buddies! Where there is a fashion fix to be had  - Fede will be close at my side. Mention Gok Won Fashion fix, Jimmy Choo H&M launch and sharing copies of Vogue and you will see a smiling image of us side by side. 

We stood on the road with a group of layered jacketed men with camera equipment I was bamboozled by. Its such a hard and fast competition for the best shot. You should have your camera on the correct setting and to be in the right place and have the right attitude to capture even the most shy subject to look at you and only you. The behaviours of the men - yes this is a prodominantly male scrum. Unlike a rugby scrum however these guys I think would love to scratch your eyes out if your an amateur hanging out on their pitch. Sportsmanship is definitely not part of their professional etiquette. 

As a Aston Martin Sports car rolled up at my feet I was convinced noone famous would be inside - and as a woman with a delicious handbag and matching shows stepped out with a mane of blonde hair. As I stood next to the car closest with a camera all I wanted to do was protect this womans dignity as a swarm of 'Pammy, Pammy, Pamela, Pammy' and a raid from behind me carried me in a flurry to produce this picture.

Next came the last minute arrival of Brit Pops IT couple (not I.T. like Information Technology you closet Geeks!) Rochelle and Marvin from hit groups The Saturday's and JLS respectively. Which I refused to be sucked in by and took these pictures as they ducked and dived. The one thing I did observe is how gentlemanly Marvin was in ensuring his girl was protected. 

As I snapped in the vicious scrum I was surprised by the photographers lack of knowledge of the celebrities. Without the help of the fashionistas hanging around outside they would have barely sent a single picture to their editor on this occasion. 

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