the trials and tribulations of having a car....

so i finally got myself a glastonbury ticket yesterday...it wasn't until i was sat in hammersmith at 1am paying the congestion charge that I read that I would need to purchase a car park ticket at the same time - well the woman at hmv didn't bloody tell me that! so now i can only assume that i will have to park in bristol and walk.....i mean it wouldn;t be so bad - atleast you can park in Bristol for free unlike in our capital where parking consists of a standstill hour of driving around looking for where you could maybe park.....followed by taking out a loan against your home to fund what i can only assume is the car park managers raging drugs habit.....and ending with the thought that you'll prbably have parked wrong and end up with a ticket anyway....
meanwhilst i visited st leonards on the south coast to photograph these two ladies..
but ended up just trying to avoid this odd character! be aware!

pickled onions...

had a strange visitor to the bristol flat on friday....carries a jar of pickled onions at all times.......

when it rains it pours..

i don't know if have ever felt this busy. but when the shit hits the fan it certainly does in London. its been a rollercoaster week which has left me with a cup of tea and a parking ticket..my first (touch wood). i met some lovely people in the isle of wight who helped me get a taxi (not easy). i've taken a lot of pictures. i did some work for getty (wohoo-jumps of joy!!). I saw how quickly people can change from being 'nice' to an insipid moronic bunch of fuckwits in about 5 seconds. i had a lovely meal out to celebrate the birthday of someone very special. and now i'm trying to find a proper place to live before i get pulled over by the cops again for not having a number plate and before i drive into another van at the traffic lights because i'm not concentrating...............these are the days beer is made for

how many pull cords could a man need..

pull cords in a bathroom in cornwall. what strange length choices. there must be a reason...

the new super market..

Its not hard to try and restrict yourself from shopping in supermarkets when your in the middle of nowhere...well you think so. In truth the local shop in ye olde village I am in is so low in stock of anything nice I find it hard to not get in the car and head to the big store...but faith was restored today by a local butcher with a pasty to die for and my new favourite veg store....yum.

its not like this everyday..

thats not my dog...but after much barking at me a pat on the head was all it took for it to become my best friend. it sat with me while i looked out to sea - all obedient..ahh it was cute

cracking london mkII...

Back to the grind this morning after a busy last three weeks vying for the title of times young photographer. I am understandably a little disappointed that I am not the aforementioned person however damn pleased with the set of pics I produced for the competition...see above...

And so it is that I am back in london...it's raining and I am sat at a waiting train over the river of london...a few calls and hopefully a bit of work under my belt for the week...and an excellent curry with plantain in my belly...yum

prego prego...

I can't actually upload this now as naples is defunct of starbucks and all things wi-fi ish and the beauty of plugs - well especially naples airport. It does infact remind me of Bristol airport a little bit back in the days when I was small and my papa would take me there to have sausage chips and beans and the only place it flew to was birmingham...

i couldn't quite tell what the woman at the counter meant when she gavce the disaproving look and ushered prego prego towards me as I only stumped up 2 euros 40 for my 2 .60 drink... was it the lack of money or had she realised (like i had) that the only plug in the entire departures terminal was plugged ionto by their freezer which I had since unplugged for my laptop...hmm

well i think I may have worked out why napoli has a garbage problem...camorra -0 i don' think so. its their ad campaign. you see while the uk has employed their reuse recycle thing it seems napoli are going for a more direct approac "be different - waste" . not sure if thats the best way to go about it - i mean it certainly is a different viewpoint