On the weekends I meet up with Nyan Cat to trade Pokemon!
#darklink, castle and sky! By @allangraves #tattoos #zelda #girlswithtattoos (Taken with instagram)
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Midwives take enormous risks, they bear huge responsibility and yet they get paid a pittance. I don’t know what risk a banker takes, but I think I bear more responsibility than a banker would ever understand. — The Guardian asked 100 people who work in or with the NHS for their views on the health and social care bill – the biggest reorganisation of the NHS in England since it was created in 1948. Click around our interactive guide to read what they have to say (via guardian)
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penguins have mustaches too
What do we actually do about this Kony thing? IC are getting some stick, and I feel a bit naive for supporting them. Clever bastards. But I will use the posters and such to help make people aware, and write to Mr Cameron. If we all actually did this instead of saying it’s all crap, that would be a good start.
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My Brother sent me this. If he want’s my attention or something from me, like food or use of Guitar Hero, he’ll proceed it with a Zelda related witticism. Don’t get me wrong, I adore my brother, but he can be a knob. But I guess that’s his job. That day he wanted to come over and start the quest on GH. He ended up staying a week due to a “cold”. My brother never gets ill. He later admitted to me he wanted to just be with family and get served tea. See, a knob.
Over Christmas (2011), at my mum & dad’s we brawled. In the kitchen. Whilst Mum was making epic amounts of food. I stuck cellotape to his face. He shouted “I’m gunna punch you in the grow bag!” My mother then turned to me; “Please don’t wind your brother up.” We then proceeded to kick and punch each other until my Dad came in and wanted to know who wanted coffee.
This is me, at my brother’s book launch. He is a designer. That was a very bizarre evening. I wore a very ridiculous, albeit beautiful, pair of shoes. On the way home, I declared “fuck it”, took them off and stomped home fairly drunk, in a pencil skirt. Lewisham has never seen such a sight! At the station, it was about half 11 at night, my dad just stopped. “What’s wrong?!” I cried, mum turned to me and said “he’s been after a pasty all evening, he’s just seen the kiosk.” With that, he bought 2, and for the rest of the journey he was one happy dad.
The launch itself was fun. Despite having to shuffle round or sit down for most of it I had a good time. The wine was awesome.
I’m the one with the blonde hair looking the other way. Yes I went blonde. It was glorious. It also ruined my hair. My hairdresser was not pleased. It’s okay now. I’ve managed to restore it with a lot of conditioner. This photograph was taken on a DCC outing. DCC is a collective of designers and photographers. We aim to meet up once a month and go to places, taking pictures and talking camera geekery! We we’re on a tour of Wilton’s Music Hall, it is this beautiful old building that is falling apart. The staff are frantically raising money to fix the floors and beams to keep it together.
My sister was in a play there, it was really surreal, but she was magnificent. I forget that she has this beautiful and powerful singing voice. Think operatic, not pop. It blows me away, especially as she’s tiny.
And now here we are, 2012, dark hair and hats. This was taken by my friend Mike. We were out in Kingston taking photographs for a Uni project, laughing at each others’ photo faces. Mike looks like a cross between Matt Smith and Johnny Bravo. We like to sit at the back of lectures, bowling malteasers down the desk, seeing who can knock over USB sticks. Sometimes our tutor will come and ask for one, pat us on the head, telling us we’re “doing a good job”. Yeh we’re 2nd years, preparing for our dissertation. We are the future of photography. Be prepared!
I am now getting ready for a working weekend in Cambridge, taking photographs at my friend’s tattoo shop. Kitten is also on heat. Which, to be honest, scares the shit out of me. He calling sounds like a small child shouting “OH BOY!”
Have a good weekend my lovers!
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