Bye bye.
Georgie’s back from Florida and making us all feel very Scottish.
Being a girl is hard.
It wont stop. Ever.
I feel like an old person looking through past photos of “the good old days” when we weren’t adapting to an amphibious lifestyle. Do YOU remember when it wasn’t raining?
Glasgow girls in the sunshine.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GAV!
FIONA, STOP REVISING!
Got to have a catch up with this lovely face today.
The above’s an old photo from my phone, and I think as soon as a bigger lens pops it’s head up (such as today) she goes camera shy. I’ll strive to be more of an intrusive dick in the future.
“I’m Pigeon and I’m just chilling on the good part of grass cause I own the place. Too good to have a crowd of pigeon pals protecting me, I’m just gonna sit right here, on my own, being a dick.”
“I’m Beth.”
This is Beth standing her stillest at Trinity College. We partook in a kind of comedy sketch trying to get people to move away from the globe thing so we could push it round like crazy and get a photae using my knee as a tripod.
The whole 23 hour trip to Dublin was done on 1 hours sleep the night before leaving, so this kind of captures the blurred feeling I was carrying around with me. After her interview, Beth and I had agreed to meet at the Bank of Ireland (epic cannons). She found me sitting asleep on the steps, with my head in my knees and my camera pressed to my face like a materialistic pillow to help me dream sweet dreams.
Oh hello.












