Saturday, 9 July 2011
Ive spend many a long hours rolling round distant reaches of the
earth with Sam. He's always got a new camera and i always sneaking
sly pics of something or another.
The weird thing is that i never see any of his pics, he very close knit about them.
Either his hit rate is low and most of his pics never come out or he's gonna bust out a shocking/embarassing book of drunkern pictures his taken of me in times i honestly
cant remember and would rather never known happen'd.
This however is of a guy named Dick , he ruled The Hobgoblin pub in Brighton where
we used to often play with COLD ONES.
He gave me this print in an airport at the end of a five day trip for for my birthday