I found a tripod which was chucked out in the West End in London, noticing it instantly. Having had a preoccupation with tripods, since realised that no matter how impressive your camcorder might be, if you cannot match it with a decent tripod, your footage will be limited by shaky and jerky movement; I was attracting looks while interfering with the rubbish. If you wanted something good, you needed a Miller, O’Connor, Cartoni, Satchler, Vinten, Manfrotto or Libec, but I couldn’t afford anything decent. So you could imagine my surprise while walking through town and finding a tripod by a company of whom I have even read the book outlining its history. This company went from a camera repair shop in Wardour Street in 1910, several minutes away from where I found it, to producing it’s own range of broadcast cameras, tripods and aviation surveillance equipment; which I always though was an odd aspect of their business, but not so strange considering the purpose of television and military being so similar.