After a mad panic on what version to use, we settled for using both on the same page. I like it. The poster features my rather wonderful friend Jessica Lo. It’s just been sent to the printers now, can’t wait to see this. Fun day today. Done. Over. Out. Good night!
Parteh.
I don’t often have a real blog format, however I feel that this week at least kinda deserves an attempt at one.
A fair while ago I happened upon a bloke called Stephen (Typically seen sporting a camera, hat, glasses and either wine, Jack D, or both). I met him as he was touring with Hold Your Horse Is and Shoes and Socks Off and my band was on the bill for one of the nights. That was mid/late 2010.
Thanks to Twitter, a social network that I can tolerate, we stayed in touch somewhat and eventually arranged for a week at mine. This week.
Here he is. 
The camera was freely passed around. That I am thankful for, as it reassures me of my existence at a party that I can’t completely remember. Fuck it.



We drank a fucking lot.

After missing the train on the first day, he joined on day two which was Emmas birthday party (pictured above). I’d say that was a good day to get down for. Jess was also knocking about (below). Wins all around. 
In most cases, I’m not the most social of humans. It was great to actually feel completely relaxed for a change around someone I’ve only met once prior to this visit. No pressure.


That’s day & night one. I’ll continue this at a later date when I find out what-the-fuck is on my film rolls from the following days. I’ll try get them developed this week. Waaaah.

In a bit.
I do rather enjoy my Diana Mini.
Yesterday was a long day. 4am start with a 2am finish the following morning. I tagged along with Jessica Lo and James, as Jess had a shoot with Dave Beecham (or Dave LeFant, depending how you know him). An absolutely top bloke. He let myself and James do our own behind the scenes thing while he was shooting Jess for various magazine bits and bobs. We of course made the most of such opportunities to absorb as much information as possible. I then played on a swing a lot. Much more than any 25 year old male should… But hey, it was fun.
A little lomo. All shot from the hip. Rough around the edges. Lovely.









