Looking through my Moleskin Notebook the other day I cam across some notes that I had completely forgotten…can not even remember what night it was but it must have be a Saturday as that is what it says in my notes.
So here you go…hope it paints an amusing mental picture…

8.45pm
Train is empty as it leaves […]

Meanwhile in Middletown, Ohio: 

Yes we are here again & yes I am bitching about the same thing season in, season out…
Here I am again at the BFC tent getting my accreditation to shoot the shows etc…last year no problem was working for a Bosnian magazine…hey Bosnian’s want to know about fashion too…& can I say some them need […]

Flipping the horns. 
It’s over.
Flipping the horns is the new ‘inverted commas’ of drunken hand signals. It’s lost any of the meaning it used to carry when people actually feared the Devil (Capital ‘D’) or rock music or youthful rebellion and has become a hackneyed cliché suitable for any photo-moment - Barbecue at your Brother-in-Law’s? Horns. Baby […]

It’s been while, but I’m back.
And back with yet another piece of puerile schoolboy humour. But at least this one has a message (that’s my excuse). For anyone who works in advertising: You can get a bit close to ‘the idea’ sometimes, so close, infact, that if you take a step backwards and look with […]