Bert

When finalising my UCAS application in the early hours, I stumbled upon a photo album. I don't know an awful lot about this man. All I know is that he was very well dressed, had awesome hair and is my great-grandfather.

Under the Sea

Terrible photographs of awesome things. All my photographs are taken with disposable cameras (except the gone fishing and snowfall posts) hence dreadful quality. For someone who takes a lot of photos I really should invest in a camera. Instead I'm getting an accordion. There is absolutely no doubt that upon recieving it I will be blogging about it as if it were my new born baby. Apart from the top photograph, these were all taken whilst on my surfski. The fish have been penned in by predators for weeks.

A new start

These images seem in no way related. They're not really. The only thing they really have in common is that they were on the same roll of film I recently had developed.




Goodbye and thank you 2010. I learnt a lot about myself and the world around me. Hello 2011, oh how new and exciting a prospect you are!

Today has been very peaceful.

New York, New York

Most pages in this weekend's Guardian supplement seemed to be about New York and I got that strange feelingas if I was there, once again, for a fleeting second.

Return from Bristol

I spent the last weekend with my cousin in Bristol. It was a splendid weekend. I'm missing the fine architecture and the exquisite sand colour of the buildings around the Clifton area. However I am travelling up to London this weekend, where I can at least get my fix of Neo-Classical architecture.

In the meantime, I went and got some photographs developed.

Autumnal Storms

One of the things I adore most about Cornwall this time of year are the storms. After work today I ate fish and chips on the harbour wall and watched the spray throw itself up over the wall and onto the stone and the occasional tourist. It often carried seaweed up and over the wall. The boats in the harbour were sloshing around. It reminded me of the Mousehole Cat. I love that story.

On another note; I'm getting excited for tomorrow morning. My Lucian Freud books are coming in the post.

Porthkidney Sands

I went to Porthkidney to watch the surf and read. There were 60 surfers crowded off Hawks Point. I stayed there til it got dark and had to venture back over the dunes with the help of a torch.
Porthkidney is my new favourite place. I go there more and more nowadays. It's so vast and open.

Woodland

These are of Tehidy last winter. Woods have very much been on my mind of late. I've been listening to a lot of Bon Iver again and that is probably why. I went there again today to help Amy build her archway for her 3D project. Here is our effort:

It took us a while. Unfortunately not as impressive as this:


Someone clearly got their shelter-building badge. I must hold the record for the worst ever cub-scout. I was there for 2 years and I averaged a badge a year. Water awareness and fire building, I think.