So this happened.

Other than that...my last blog was in March so...came back from France, visited the New Forest, Barcelona, Primavera Sound, brunch,Das Racist in Brighton and London, moved to London, went to see Boris with Russian Circles, museums, galleries...whatever and ever amen

So this happened.

Other than that...my last blog was in March so...came back from France, visited the New Forest, Barcelona, Primavera Sound, brunch,Das Racist in \brighton and London, moved to London, went to see Boris with Russian Circles, museums, galleries, picnics, went to see the Flaming Lips with Dinosaur Jr and Deerhoof, cupcakes at Primrose Hill Bakery, went to a hen night in Brighton, Wayne's World double bill, saw Foot Village in Dalston, went to a dvd filming in an autonomous art collective which basically translates to a gig in a squat, met a man called 'Meaty', went to Field Day festival, Antipop Consortium in Brixton, tattoo, went to a beautiful wedding in Brighton, cinema, butterflies and dinosaurs at the Natural History Museum, barbeque, skatepark, went to see Bob Log III in the Blues Kitchen, lovely friends, lovely times.

Link to my friend's trailer for '&?', short rollerblading film.
Link to me looking like a massive dickhead.

Pretty much on top of the world


In fact, almost literally


Good times!

Today I got news that the guy who beat me up, robbed me and raped me has pleaded guilty and been sentenced to 18 years, no chance of parole. I didn't know who to tell, so I'm telling you.

My life is so ridiculous right now, love it.

Yesterday I took the train through the sunny countryside. Daydreamed.
I secretly passed a note through the gap in the seats to the scruffy haired boy sitting behind me.
It said:
"Can you please turn down your volume I don't like Mumford & Sons"