My grandparents moved to Spain last year but before they left I got to root through their photograph collection for a few gems. Here are some of my favourites.
I collect a lot of strange artefacts from Deptford Market so I thought I’d take the opportunity to catalogue some of them here.
These are some photographs from the News of The World archive which were “found by a bin” so Peter tells me.
The photograph of the toilet block that George Michael was caught in is quite a scoop, and surely worthy of a photography Pulitzer.
I used to be something pretty special.
For some stupid reason I have decided, with only a few days notice, to apply to do a Masters starting in September.
Planning Fail.
Back here after I’ve filled in forms until my brain turns to mush.
In other news, finally going to meet Sophie at the Dianetics Centre on Tuesday. I want to smuggle in a dictaphone but I’m scared they have scanning devices.
Forms make me paranoid.
I am definitely not going to answer this time. Probably.
Update @ 21:53: She didn’t even call. What an anticlimax. I think they’ve realised they aren’t gonna turn me.
I’ve taken the plunge and become a full on anorak thanks to discovering Ian Armstrong’s London Ultimate Displays site and Simon C-S’s Transconnect site.
It’s a slippery slope. Trainspotting next.
You just can’t compete with Mac Pro.
Sophie keeps calling, emailing, texting me since I did the online Scientology Test.
I’m worried they’re going to trick me into ‘Going Sweeney’.
My mouse activity for the past 24 hours.
Dots are periods of motionlessness.
In light of this I have decided I work too hard.
Software from http://feltron.tumblr.com/post/372913412/mousepaths-on-my-computer-for-the-last-24-hours
As recommended by the wonderful Lee Chapman at http://mousemovements.blogspot.com/
The best way to spend Valentine’s Day is undoubtedly surrounded by middle aged, paunchy, vociferous Tottenham fans.
If this sounds like your kind of fun, I’ll see you there next Sunday for Round Two.
