July 2010 – Looking Not Listening

The house I grew up in, prior to the gate, porch, and gravelling over of the front lawn.

Because I haven’t posted a picture of the incredibly photogenic Tammy Kafka in quite some time.

I think I remember what it looked like, sorta cheap and grey and mottled, but my exact memory of how the instamatic I…

Taken during my trip down to Bristol for an ill fated interview at the University. There were traffic works on the roundabout just…

I bought this bear for something like 50p at a school jumble sale when I was about six or something. Here he is…

This man really is one serious dude.

Looking Not Listening