mum.

Right on her due date 22 years ago today my mum went into labour for the first time, aged 30, at her flat in Moseley, Birmingham. Happy Labour day mum! (whole new meaning for that holiday). I should have been the perfect valentines gift. Unfortunately for her, I'm always late. And proceeded to make her life hell for the next 4 days. Until eventually, on Sunday the 18th of February, 1990, I arrived into this world, dead, after suffocating on my own mucus. Lovely. Luckily those nice people at Moseley maternity hospital knew what they were doing and got me going again so I could continue to ruin my mums life for the next 21 years. haha. Im currently on a super yacht in the south of france, waiting to find out if I can go home and surprise my mum for my birthday, her birthing day. I really hope everything works out, I miss her a lot. Heres to you mother dearest!

used by too many guys

unfortunately for me, i can very much relate to this song. oops...

THIS man!!

yes please.

day...

good craic.

some good music and a couple more photos from the emerald isle. more to come when i get a scanner sorted!!

dont mind if i do...

out of sight, out of mind... right?

get out of my head soon please.

semi-presious stone...

may have managed to take some half decent pictures in ireland. waiting on a few films to be developed. fun times. i need a camera that had a clean sensor (or rather i need to clean my sensor), and photoshop. please. until i have played with some more, here are two fave digital shots. wooooo.

today, is my 21st birthday...

i am in ireland, its cold, wet and windy. but im with great company, have a million layers on and am wearing very warm socks. happy as larry! had a big fry up for breakfast and going exploring round the coastline some more in a little while. still tired from the trip over here on tuesday. going to have a lovely night tonight and a maddddd one in dublin tomorrow night! cant wait. been snapping away so should have some lovely pictures to post on here by the time i get home next week. woooooo...

wednesday...

...was a very lovely day.

elderflower presse, lovely flowers, jonathan leder and bright eyes...

die fokken antwoord...

"There’s Mandela, District 9 and Die Antwoord. That’s the history of South Africa."

haha. afrikaaaaaans. another reason to go to cape town. as if cobus wasnt enough to look forward to, might bump into these lords. need to make some serious plans though. no job and living with my mum is not treating me well. as usual, i would like to get out please.

this advert tickled me. i want to meet this man! and drink beer with him!!

sneeky birthday getaway planed and booked. exiting stuff. not for long enough, but i'll see how i like it when i get there ay.

be seeing this boy soon. haha.

on another note. i want a tattoo like this man. mmmmmm... russian prison.

blossoms...

hurry up spring. i want to feel petals on my cheeks again. winter is too long.

love is wasted on you

too many lovely tracks from burberry acoustic. this is one of my faves though.

rad

i love polaroid lifts, but unfortunately, im not very good at them. my sister doesnt pose good either.

blue

today and yesterday were lovely days. i havent been taking many photos recently so im trying to take at least one photo a day. even if it ends up being of the lime and ice in my morgan spiced and coke looking like a smiley face (im saving that for another day). i like these two, they make me smile. i like the lines.

the danish poet

my new love in life...

metallic owl.

these remind me on eikon.

i want to be dancing in indonesia right now.

oh my...

You and I buy star maps and drive my car around Los Angeles
You and I buy star maps and ding dong ditch a televangelist

It's only been a week
But I know that you are mine to keep

You are a radar detector
I drive 1,000 miles an hour
I won't go on and on
But you are always looking out for me

You and I go shopping and find exactly what we're looking for
You and I go shopping and fall asleep inside the mattress store.

We cruise the neighborhood
But it's not supposed to feel this good

You are a radar detector

When I'm driving around, you are a radar detector