It’s been a while since I’ve blogged, and although I always seem to say that in an effort to justify my laziness, the truth is that I rarely feel that I have something to say – I may have something to say but the honest truth is that I’m not entirely convinced anyone will read it.
Monday kicks off tomorrow, and needless to say I’m not looking particularly forward to it. If it contains a jug of Gin, accompanied by Eggs Benedict, then we’ll talk.
And for my next trick… Made with 1 000 photographs & 24 Hyperlapse clips, here’s a little bit of magic.
It’s not as rude as it sounds. I’m not making a mockery of it either. In fact, I’ve been looking forward to going to Stonehenge ever since I was a kid. I feel like it was a massive let down though when we first arrived. We were drenched in rain, I was massively ill and my parents were driving me insane.
Yay for birthdays! I recently celebrated getting older and slightly less competent with a group of exceptionally special people. The people that I work with have not only become friends but they’ve taken me in as family and I could not have asked for a better birthday in all my years.
We met up with the vet on one of the main dirt roads for tea and biscuits while simultaneously getting a debrief on how they’ll be sedating the two rhino expected to be found that morning. While that was happening, we were trying our best to get warm and concentrate on what he was saying with the sound of a cowboy chopper pilot coming in for a dusty landing.
There’s been a lot going on lately but it definitely has not been boring. I was fortunate to be asked to join the Castle Lager Boucher Legacy Experience a month ago. It’s a great initiative (and I swear I’m not just saying that or was I paid to say that) and I’m glad I had the opportunity to participate in the experience.
What an absolute classic find! I love making stories from what I can see in photographs, especially ones like these… Of the Royal family. Picture this; A sunny Sunday afternoon in the English country (Yes. They do get sun… Rarely!) sipping on a refreshing tall glass of Gin & Tonic, garnished with a twist of lemon and a hint of fresh mint. Conversation is kept light like discussing the weather & the strong dislike for Parliament who is filled with grumpy old men arguing over whose brief case is real leather while paying their domestics with TAX payers money. As the afternoon progresses, Elizabeth gracefully gazes over to the polo field, excuses herself from the most incredibly mundane conversation and snaps away. Beautiful story right? Yea. I thought so too.