Look at these Blues Festival embarrassing motherfuckers. MOCCASIN TRAINERS MEAN SATAN HATES YOU (Taken with instagram)
I hear I’m supposed to pay to get in here. Yeah. Didn’t happen. (Taken with instagram)
Leeds is looking pretty tonight. Not pictured: awful subhuman hen parties shrieking at each other. (Taken with instagram)
The second sign is fairly self-explanatory, but the first one is interesting.
Because it doesn’t exist.
I mean, yes, you and I know it means there’s a road joining the main carriageway from a side-junction on the right up ahead. But it’s not on the official list. Weird, huh?
(and no, I’ve no idea how the horsey one got so fucked up)
So, yes, on the 15th of March last year I finally received my Canon SX30 IS. It’s been a lovely year. I’ve taken a little over six thousand photos with it, and got much much more to grips with how it works, as well as getting better at photography in general.
Also got a Samsung Galaxy SII in summer, which is pretty damn good for a camera phone. In what has been a crappy year for me, photography has been a pleasant release.
The picture above is, I think, my favourite from the year. Something that wouldn’t be possible with a camera phone, but came out fantastically with a proper camera. Here’s to another year of learning and having fun.
Hello you special wonderful things. After a week of inside-out, upside-down neck-deep shit, on the tail end of eighteen months of wading through shit that has steadily gone from waist-deep to chest-deep, I’m finally back to splashing joyously through knee-deep shit like it ain’t even a thang. Good evening. I should probably take a shower before you introduce me to your parents.
Resuming normal service will be resumed.