I may use the term deep very loosely and very very often but i never use it lightly, I respect it for it’s versatility and

i’m stuck listening to sweet funk and heavy ballads..  Will I wake up to reality or will i penetrate to the ultimate depths of a

——– i wrote this 2 weeks ago,  it’s a story from a month or two ago ——– i’m definitely in vancouver now, for a few

Judy Anderson – 6/3/1936 – 13/11/2013 Almost 2 weeks ago, while in Yosemite, I’d caught wind of food poisoning striking one of the ladies who

challenge are great.   i’m pretty lazy and am generally unqualmed by things but lately I’ve realised that I get strange pleasure out of comfortably

developments of lamb:- i can almost skate again.  epic! informed yesterday that i’ll be in canada in 4 days.  woo! other things have happened but

much of my life is spent within cars in various manners of shape and intrigue, and it’s one of the funnest bits of my general.

last weeks hiccup of immobilisation and full restriction on playing with my skateboard is thankfully soon to be but a bitter memory of pain and

converting tears to value…  a while back I photographed a location to generate promotional material for a festival called listen out.   It was pretty

here lies a mondo rant that progressed from zero intentions and is of such length that i do no wish to read it over.. presume