Whilst in one of my rigorous cleaning sessions through my flat recently I found a disposable camera It had five photos remaining on it. I couldn’t remember exactly when I had last used a disposable but decided it was somewhere around 2010/11 and it should really be processed. Today I went to my local photo shop, where my brother’s girlfriend happens to work, and got a glimpse into my own past. It was like the Blue Peter Time Capsule, except better, because I was in it.
Below are the photos I discovered. There are festivals and holidays, ex-girlfriends and drunken times. It has made me feel very nostalgic.
This photo was taken in the early hours of the morning when planking was all anyone was talking about.
I do not recognise either of these girls.
I believe these are all at Glastonbury.
This is in Brighton. My hair is so big because it is full of secrets.
Pere Le Chaise, Paris.
Arc de Triomphe, Paris.
Alex’s van. 23.11.14