I just had THE best day ever.

Mental party the night before "what's a knife?" to the police on why one had turned up in the neighbours garden along with our fence getting trashed our bush being bunted off the shed into and the bird table being launched 2 gardens down. pass out at 4, get woken up at 6. go to 'spoons for breakfast at 10

ride loads of spots in derby with ben just pissing around still pissed as a fart, end up miles away meeting a spam man and finding new rails. ride off hangover in the sun.

get back to house, fix fence while having a bbq. then go riding with the derby boys, ride three spots at the uni and before getting kicked out by an angry lecturer (pants doing an up rail SO loud). the lecturer then became apologetic when we blagged it was for a project and suggested that we shoot a shot at a park and super impose the rider on a street shot - the mans a fegging genius! why didnt we think of that... Leon was testing his new baby D200 i think? here are the snaps

wind down with a markeaton little concrete park sesh. crank back to house and head off to 'spoons for curry night with house mates.

life is good.

soon, so soon