It is one of the greatest disappointments for a photographer when, out and about doing something or other, you see a situation which you are powerless to photograph.
Since missing the opportunity to photograph an organised street fight one sunny day on Brick Lane, I have rarely been without my camera. That was a painful wake up call.
In January however, I was at the Royal Festival Hall, excitedly about to see Mogwai, but armed only with my compact Canon when I saw this animal-hatted guy playing drums on his iPad.
I've sold the camera in question, which makes it my fifth reject in as many years. Compact cameras never quite work for me no matter how many I try.
Last weekend though, I came across the drummer again. Situation redeemed. But I'll will never forget that missed street fight.