On the weekend while we were taking the colour shots I was on my knees in the rain in the middle of a little road that wound through a cemetary. I barely registered a car that was creeping along behind me and I doubt I registered on the drivers radar until the last second. When you're looking through the lens of a camera it's easy to forget the rest of the world. I don't know how the photojournalists do it, in the heat of battle, the chaos of riots... I nearly get flattened in an ancient cemetary by a solitary car pootling along..