I once worked as a butcher and during that time a stranger never told me what meat to cut. When I was a stock room manger strangers never told me where to put the stock, similarly no one suggested my route when I was a driver. However, when strangers encounter me in my role as a landscape photographer they feel it their duty to tell me what I should photograph. A lot of the time I'm advised to photograph something lame, like the sunset on Salthill prom. This kind of advice is always proffered like some valuable information that couldn't have possibly occurred to me. More recently people