Retirement..

My father is retiring today after forty odd years as a mechanical engineer. There will be a holiday, some chilaxing I am sure, but after that who knows. Its one of those events that made me realise, there will be no engraved watch for me, or a whip round collection in a brown paper envelope. Photography is one of those professions (especially my kind) were its next to impossible to 'retire', you just keep on going. But hey, that's just fine. After all, I do it for the love of it, or so I would like to think.
Must get my archive in order...