It wasn't long after our arrival in England that Anouk hit upon a splendid wheeze. Instead of sticking out her tongue whenever I aimed my camera at her - so babyish - she would attempt to leap in front of said camera whenever it WASN'T pointed at her. And that's how I came to amass a unique collection of scenic shots of the English countryside featuring the top of Anouk's head, and occasionally a bit of her face. It also kept her quite fit, all that jumping up and down after stuffing herself with so many sausage rolls.
Here's a small selection from my files.
And at Sissinghurst :
Oh, in case some of you are wondering what she really looks like, I actually managed to catch her not jumping at the Royal Academy exhibition on architecture: