Another strange looking update because I’ve been in bed coughing my guts up for most of the week.
The first girl was a fresh faced innocent who had just moved to a nearby town. She spoke very little English so the discussions were directed through her partner who in truth was only slightly better. He told me she would probably be okay shooting up to topless but I found she quite liked to show off her cute petite arse and I’m sure if I had asked nicely she would even have done a few front frontals but I didn’t want to push my luck. Being local there were going to be other chances to photograph her, or so I thought. Unfortunately their stay in the UK was short and they moved back east. The second girl, a typical British glamour model, has a juicy big arse, the type you would just love to sink your teeth into, okay I’m a pervert, and this frock emphasizes it well.
Well I finally got off my fat arse and had an adventure. When I say got off my arse I mean I sat on several trains for over 8 hours taking a day return to Skegness. My mission was to see the sea, tricky thing at Skeggy, it involves what seems to be a 1/2 mile hike over heavy wet sand to reach the shore line. Beautiful, I can stare at the sea for hours, well under an hour on this occasion because I wanted to get home at a reasonable time. The town was busy, so busy I had to use my elbows to fight my way down the high street, but on reaching the beach it was deserted except for me and a couple of others. Okay the weather was a touch blowy, or should that be bracing, but that’s no excuse for not wanting to enjoy the views of the Lincs Offshore Wind Farm and the muddy coloured North Sea. Rob chastised me for airing my opinions on Brighton so I won’t say anything against Skegness. Fuck it! I’ve never seen so many ugly people gathered in one place!
The older you get the more boring you become. Is that true? Well I’m definitely one of the front runners in the race to dig the deepest rut in Rugby. This year I’ve done naught exciting. It’s true that for most of my life I’ve avoided excitement but this year has been exceptionally dull. I could jolt myself into action for the back end of the year but I’ve got no money now, I’ve given it away to a good cause, well that’s what she told me she was. C’est la vie.
Two contrasting attempts at balancing natural window light and flash. A recent set, which in my humble opinion looks pretty good if you ignore the slight greenish cast caused by the sunlight filtering through the shrubbery, followed by a feeble early effort where the composition is sloppy and the flash is overcooked.