The sage Brian Micklethwait tells us:
I try always to take my camera with me whenever I go out, because I never know what interesting thing I will encounter, and because I have a superstitious fear that on the one day when I don’t take my camera with me when I go out, that will be the day when an Airbus A380 flies over the middle of London, much too low, with one of its engines on fire, just when I have a perfect view of it.
And once again, he’s right. I take mine everywhere (except bed – Mrs 6000 won’t allow it in case I accidentally slip my zoom lens out while she’s asleep) for exactly that reason.
Well, ok, not exactly that reason. Not having my camera immediately to hand when an Airbus A380 flies over the middle of London, much too low, with one of its engines on fire won’t do me much good because – despite what I tell my wife – my telephoto isn’t actually that long.
So far, my constant companion hasn’t yielded anything hugely unusual, but you’ll be amongst the first to know when it does.