Three full days shooting pictures for Getty Images at Crufts, the “Worlds largest dog show” is as it turns out, hard work. Not that I am adverse to a bit of hard graft when required, but when you don’t know your Lhaso Apso’s from your Hungarian Vizsla’s then you have your work cut out.
The NEC in Birmingham is absolutely vast, so wandering around the thousands of trade stands, show rings and kennels can easily take an entire day. Consequently I thought finding pictures amongst the mayhem for the three whole days I would be covering the event, (and keeping it interesting) was going to be a bit of challenge to say the least. As it turned out however, quite the opposite was true.
I had a plan which I was determined to stick to. First spend an hour or so photographing owners arriving with their pampered pooches outside, file some early pics from the press office, have a brew (cup of tea), then move inside and get stuck in.
Sadly all my plans were scuppered when I caught sight of a Bedlington Terrier in a studded leather jacket making it’s way to hall 5. That was it, I was off.
By the time my retinas had adjusted to the twenty five stop difference between the blazing sunshine outside and the dimly tungsten lit arena inside the terrier had vanished forever.
From past experiences I knew that when the sun shone outside, the job would becomes lot easier inside. With jobs like this it’s always good to do a bit of research beforehand, or try and remember what may have worked or failed in previous attempts, and aim to better it. I knew therefore that when the sun was out, the light would cast fantastic shadows down onto the floors below, so was keen to get picture number one in the bag. The thing is, I am a sucker for a silhouette, and knowing the British weather only too well, knew I had to move fast.
As predicted the clouds soon rolled in and the yellowish glow took hold, but I got my shot. Now time for that brew.
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Shuffling around the venue I saw all manor of pampered pooches. There were Terriers with quirky bouffants, Pomeranian’s with pony tails, Bichon Frisse in buns, Staffies in tutus, Hounds in headscarfs, and many others all wrapped up in ribbons, tassles and bows having their full makeovers. There were big dogs, thin dogs, little dogs and large dogs, and all things in between. Minus the ego’s, it reminded me of the last time I was backstage at London Fashion week.
So for three out of the four days I continued to cover the show. I tried to mix it up with a selection of the pre-show preparation, preliminary judging, the people/owners, the shows, the dogs of course and general atmosphere that make the event what it is.
In doing so I discovered that it’s true what they say. Dog’s and there owners really do look alike.
It all ended late on the Sunday night when Elizabeth the Lhaso Apso won the coveted title of Best in show.
Trying to file the pictures for the papers deadlines was not helped by the ill tempered hired help that did there very best to kick us out of the venue the second it was over, but we persevered, and I fortunately managed to get a few pics in the papers the next day much to my relief.
Below are a small selection of images I shot while on assignment at Crufts, and hopefully give a bit of a flavor of what it was all about.
The Guardian ran a slideshow featuring a selection of pictures from the four days, including a few of mine.
If you are dog mad then as a spectator, this is definitely the place for you. If you are simply mad, then again this may be the place to come.
Just remember to bring your dog.



