One of the terrorist photos

A father has been questioned by police under anti-terror laws for taking pictures of his own daughter in a shopping centre.

Chris White was approached by staff after taking a photograph of four-year-old Hazel eating an ice cream in the Braehead shopping centre near Glasgow on Friday afternoon. Mr White was questioned by a security guard, who told him it was illegal to take pictures in the centre. He was then asked to delete any photos he had taken from his mobile phone.

Mr White explained that he had already uploaded two photos, in which his daughter was pictured riding a novelty motorbike in an ice cream parlour, to his Facebook page.

The police were called and Mr White was told there were “clear signs” saying no photographs were allowed. He said one officer claimed that he was within his rights to confiscate the mobile phone containing the pictures under the Prevention of Terrorism Act

A spokesman for Braehead said…”We have a ‘no photography’ policy in the centre to protect the privacy of staff and shoppers and to have a legitimate opportunity to challenge suspicious behaviour if required. However, it is not our intention to – and we do not – stop innocent family members taking pictures.”

The question remains about crying “terrorist” over what used to be pretty ordinary behavior.



  1. daveO says:

    Imagine being alone in a shopping mall,
    then out of the ice cream shop steps little Hazel with that plastic spoon in her hand.
    Maybe this will give you some sense of the terror that security guard felt.

  2. RBG says:

    This mast Summer in New York, I began to photograph a street vendor’s hot dogs grilling – just the hot dogs – for touristy purposes, when suddenly there’s a hand in front of my lens. “That’s private,” says the cook, backed by the other nearby vendors. What followed was a confrontational argument about what is and what isn’t “private” on a public street.

    Followed still by me relaying the supportive opinion of a cop stationed down the street: “Tell them I will explain things to them if necessary.” (Hey, it’s the principle of the thing, dammit! “First they came for my hot dog pictures, then they came for me.” I’m paraphrasing.) Regardless, the vendors were not going to let me take shots of their precious sizzling hot dogs.

    I left it by casually mentioning to the cop, as I strolled by, that the vendors had some very unkind things to say about the officer. “Very unkind things. Just saying…” “Oh, yeah?” the cop looks down the street, “Which ones?” That’s where I left it.

    RBG