Today the 14th April, 2012 is the 100th birthday of Robert Doisneau. His most famous photograph is one most people would recognise. “Le Baiser de Hotel de Ville,” “Kiss by the Hotel de Ville.” Robert lost his plumber father in the First World War and his mother died when Robert was seven. He was then brought up by an uncaring aunt. He was always happiest when he was working as a street photographer. He said “I photograph life as I imagine it is, not as it is,” when, after the Second World War he refused to photograph French women who’d had their heads shaved for frantanising with German soldiers. I’d love to have known Robert.