Putting 2 and 2 together. Me, Al & Geo.
Canon A1 self-timer
Ferrier Estate, Kidbrooke.
Last Thursday Hugh and I went down to the Ferrier Estate in Kidbrooke (near Lewisham) and spent 4 hours looking around and taking photos, we were only meant to pop down and have a look. So on Sunday about 10 of us piled in to various cars and drove down (via Goldsmith's Cafe for a fry-up) armed with camera's and several layers of clothing.
To anyone observing it must have looked like some form of school trip and whatever residents left in the semi-abandoned estate must have wondered what we were all doing. However the freezing wind soon took its toll and 10 became 6. A few hours later 6 became 3 and at 4.30, Hugh, Al and I called it a day and headed for central heating.
It was a very rewarding day, the results of which can be viewed here: MylesPerHour. I'll post a better selection once I figure out how to post photos properly.

To anyone observing it must have looked like some form of school trip and whatever residents left in the semi-abandoned estate must have wondered what we were all doing. However the freezing wind soon took its toll and 10 became 6. A few hours later 6 became 3 and at 4.30, Hugh, Al and I called it a day and headed for central heating.
It was a very rewarding day, the results of which can be viewed here: MylesPerHour. I'll post a better selection once I figure out how to post photos properly.

Spring has sprung
February 2010 sucked but was drawn to a close this weekend using a Thursday, Friday and Saturday night combo, the highlight of which was Fuck The Whiteboard's 1st Birthday at The Macbeth. I'll be honest, I don't remember all that much of it but I do know I enjoyed it.
With the weekend and February now behind me, I woke up Monday morning to an infeasibly bright room and the feeling that something was different. Indeed it was because when I twisted the blinds, my retinas were treated to the sight of a glorious spring day. I won't go into a lavish description of how spring makes me feel as I'm sure you're all feeling it in your own way. Suffice to say that I've reached the light at the end of the tunnel, it's all clicking into place and the only way is up (ah-ah). Haha, so cheesy.
So SPRING - FUCK YEAH!
Brighton
So the other weekend we bombed it down to Brighton in Hugh's motor and has a total result of a Saturday night/Sunday. I didn't take any photos on the night out, being too concerned with consuming all the beer in Brighton but I shot a roll of B&W for the hangover. After a hearty fried breakfast and several cups of tea at Kensingtons we meandered down to the sea front. The water was eerily still yet strangely inviting, so logically Jethro, Hugh and I threw on our bathers and dived in. Cold doesn't really describe the burning sensation that envelopes you 2 seconds after submerging. Certainly killed the hangover though. Nice one Brighton.
2's Company, 3's a Crowd
3 weeks in Oz over xmas taught me that taking photos in sunny weather is so much easier and in many ways, more rewarding. Everything looks so much better bathed in golden sunlight. £80 later and I've got all the prints back from the trip. Whilst sifting through the little jessops pouches of promise I found a few shots that I think work well together. Below is a series of pairs from the last month or so.

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