I came across some photos just now. Photos that suddenly smashed into my mind a whole amazing weekend that I’d all but forgotten about: me and my friends Clyde and Matt visiting the Isle of Wight, sleeping on the sand (separate sleeping bags, obviously), riding our BMX bikes. Basically like the film “Stand By Me” but with adults on BMX bikes and no dead body or crying. I wouldn’t normally post personal photos up, but in this case I’m making an exception, just because they’re beautiful.
This has to be one of my favourite all time photos. That’s me on the left, and the infamous Mungo on the right. Anyone who says the Isle of Wight is crap is lying. Or colour blind.
Me and the world’s friendliest black dog. This dog came out of nowhere to spend a couple of hours hanging out with us. Look how happy he is. I’m sure that dog had posed for photos before, you know…
Anyone who says the Isle of Wight ferry is crap is…right. It is crap actually. It’s tied together with bits of old rope.
This is actually from another trip. Self-explanatory really. It’s me and my friend Clyde being really happy with big sticks. I don’t think I’ve ever been as happy with sticks as I was then.