This year I covered my co-workers running through muddy puddles out in a woods in southern England. here’s the result.
For my Nieces and Nephews, I’ve been mugged, destroyed my knee, gotten fatter, then skinnier, and balder all the while. I’ve watched sunsets and sunrises while drinking local moonshine. I’ve eaten food I can’t pronounce, or even name at times, but all of it was wonderful once I got it down. I’ve slept in dorms and on buses, in airports… Read more →
So I figure it’s high time to grab the camera by the shutter release and get into this ‘creating shit’ so here’s the general idea. With some 3 months left of my time as a bonafide student (yes ladies 31, unemployed and a student, please form an orderly line) I need to get a showreel going, have some experience in… Read more →
So the major takeaway from week one is…I don’t know shit! While self taught is great, and youtube is brilliant for learning new skills, NOTHING compares with being shown a process by a professional in the flesh. I’ve always known this but when you’re shown something you’ve been doing for 5 years in a new way that makes it 100%… Read more →
For everyone that thought I was being normal and finally stopping my wandering ways you’ll be glad to know that this was a bluff. I am in fact changing industries again. This year it’s time for me to try my hand at the film world by doing a course at the MET Film School in London. As with everything I’ve… Read more →
I’ve been lucky enough to enjoy George’s boat seven times over the past five years. It’s a day of cruising the Ionian sea, eating lovely food, doing water-sports and generally relaxing.
George has been entertaining Contiki tours for over 40 years, and now well into his 60s he is still going strong.
What many won’t realise is how nice George is to the staff. We come to visit rarely, our visits last a day and we’re gone. For some like me we get to see him a few times a year, but for others it might only ever be once. This doesn’t matter. George treats you like family, be it some extra food from his own private stash in the bow, to smiles and hugs.
Looking through the photo books of yesteryear, something George only allow people he has got to know, you’ll see the debortuary of days of old. The crazy 70s & 80s, with excess hair EVERYWHERE and a freedom from clothing seldom seen these days due to the over abundance of cellphone cameras.
So to celebrate these days I’ve been making videos of my time onboard. For those that have been I hope these trigger happy memories, for those that have never had the chance I hope this makes you book a ticket.
Had a great day on George’s Boat swimming, eating his famous chips, and generally enjoying the beautiful surroundings that is Corfu.
It’s been four months since the end of my second adventure in India. This trip I had the chance to see more of the south of the sub-continent, perched in the ever vibrating, always loud, three wheeled death machine that is an Auto Rickshaw. The Trashmobile, named for our group of friends known as the Trashbags due to the lifestyle choice of… Read more →
Day nine of our trip and I’m in the sweat seat for the morning drive. Our plan is to follow other people with GPS/Google maps. Along with them we’ve decided to skip a few of a the challenges that don’t interest us and instead head straight for the Tiger Sanctuary. Today is about seeing more of the indian backroads, maybe… Read more →
I’ve been slack not updating the blog on this trip, but never fear things are coming – I’ve taken the less is more approach and will take some time to refine and reword my blatherings, edit the video, and sift through the photos before posting the results. So far I’ve spent two weeks in a Rickshaw with wonderful friends, a… Read more →