Feeling very far away from everyone.
I went to a beautiful wedding in beautiful Devon with the loveliest bride ever, and I took photos only of my boyfriend, and of trains. You can’t even really see my address, but I was essentially a pixelated rainbow.
Oh, and the whole bottles of sloe gin that were on the tables. I did take the time to document those. They didn’t last very long.
We slept in tents, and I went to the river at 8am and had to wash quite a lot of sloe gin off myself. But getting out of the city was wonderful.
Congratulations Luke and Anna. I kind of want you to get divorced so I can go to your wedding again.
My colleague has an app that turns photos into watercolours. I think I quite like it?
I bought leather shorts, and while I clearly am not at my elegant best in them, I also can’t take them off. Can’t and won’t.