Damjan and I saw my mum hovering above our fish bowl with the digital camera. Concentrating, she framed the shot, then snapped Goldie and Freddie.

“What are you doing, mum?”

With a start, she looked up. “Oh! … Look how clean the water is! Oh, that’s a good shot.” She proudly showed us the photo she had just taken.

It was indeed a good shot.

Damjan and I exchanged indulgent looks. I was amused… until I remembered that only a few weeks ago during a blackout, I had also been excitedly taking photos of the fish by candlelight.

You know what they say about the apple falling far from the tree.