Day #365

It's finally here, one whole year of continuous photos and embarrassing moments. The time has come to say goodbye but we have had our laughs. No, don't cry. I will be back. I promise. 

Today I woke up at half five in the morning to get a photo of sunrise. I got down to the front, set my tripod up and waited...

Just as the sun was coming up over the clouds, I turned the camera on and then, suddenly, up on the screen comes every photographer's worst nightmare:

 'Please insert memory card.'

I had left the card in my laptop.

Cue me running through the streets of Deal and back again to get photos number one and two. Photo number one is HDR and photo number two is a very long exposure using my neutral density filter. After I had gotten in, slept for another 4 hours, I woke up and watched 'The Bill'

It was a pretty uneventful but hey. Afterwards, I headed to meet my friend Beanie who took the third photo, abstract. The fourth photo was taken this evening, just some sharpie on a stone. 

So, after a whole year of this, it has to come to an end. This year has been so momentous, eventful and pretty damn awesome. There was highs, lows and boredom, but we made it. 

There was a charity walk in Spain where my brother, my dad and I raised over £2000 for cancer research, there was my holiday in Scotland, water photos, HDR, long exposures, short exposures, colour splash photos, colourful photos, photos on the streets, photos in my room, photos from Ipswich and photos from London. We had music, we had laughs and we had photography, but most of all, I had you. Whether you are reading this as a very late come-er, a dedicated follower, or just a random Russian person who has stumbled across my blog, thank you so much for taking the time to read it. I am not sure what my future blogging plans are but I am definitely taking a break for a bit. 

I will give you one bit of advice here: don't take life too seriously, you never get out alive.

Until whenever, my friends

Will Inglis :)

Day #364

Today I lost a hero of mine; a man you wouldn't recognise in the street, a man who did not sing, did not act and wasn't rich, he was my Grandad. Today I was woken by my mum who told me that he had passed away last night.

I was devastated. Only a month ago I was round at his, watching the Olympics while he shouted at the television, not cheering anyone on, not bias towards any British athletes, and that's the kind of man he was, an all-round nice guy. My Grandad was also good with the ladies, I must say. I remember one time when the whole extended family went to Center Parcs we had dinner one night and suddenly a waiter came over and said that two ladies in their 30s had just bought him a drink. Once the rest of the family had gone back to one of the hut things, he stayed and talked to the women. My Grandad, the silver fox.

He also gave great advice. While walking the dog, he once said to me, "Son, if I could give you one piece of advice in life, it would be to have no regrets, don't regret not doing something", and I think I am so far living by that advice.

Rest in peace Robert Inglis

You were my hero, my idol, my Grandad

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #363

Hey there, I'm Will and by the time you are reading this, I will have outgrown the suit in this photo.

Today was pretty good actually. Not too much happened but I know that it was all good stuff. 

Tonight was senior prize giving. This involved sitting in a hall, occasionally clapping and seeing what people look like in suits. This was all fine, if not very boring until one of the most embarrassing moments of my life happened. Picture this: over 200 people in a packed hall, a boy goes up for his award and instead of being a sheep and waiting for everyone else to clap to warrant a clap from me, I decide to be a shark. I start clapping, loudly, this happens for about 4 seconds until people are looking at me, nobody is joining in, the announcer hadn't finished announcing. Just as the embarrassment peaked, I pretended that I was stretching. Yeah, that's right I went from clapping like an insane maniac with hand spasms to a guy who just generally cannot control his arms.

Teddy turned to me almost straight away and imparted words of wisdom, "Don't be a shark, always follow the herd." Maybe I am a sheep, maybe I am a sheep dressed up as a shark, in an outfit his mum knitted him. I am now very careful when I clap. 

Appologies that I haven't gone out with my camera tonight, prize giving finished pretty late but ho-hey.  Today's photo was taken by my dad who seemed to know quite a lot about taking a photo. Kudos dad, kudos. 

Last two days to go, I am trying my hardest to get some decent photos and I think I have some idea of what I'll do for Saturday. 

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #362

We don't want to get in line. 

It's Wednesday, I'm quite tired and I have been out taking the above photos. 

Some crazy stuff happened today. Let me paint the scene as per usual. It was around 07:25 at my bus stop, I'm standing with earphones in, in my own little world of Coldplay and alike. Suddenly the girl next to me turns and says, "hey Will, you haven't got the time have you?" I replied, obviously (I'm not a social freak, I just blog all about it after). The weird thing was that I had never seen this girl before. I don't know how she knew my name. Maybe she just guessed it, maybe she is Derren Brown in disguise or maybe I had my ID badge at chest view and she just happened to be staring at my pecks of steel. 

I love going out and taking photos at night. There is something calm and non-rushed about it all. I wander where I want (within reason) and just take the pictures that I want to. The first photo can be seen in the daytime on 'Day #337'

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #361

I have fallen in love with night photography. 

Okay, so my day was pretty stressful, how was your day? Ah, that bad? I think you better sit down and enjoy my blog. 

So today I did my morning ritual of rolling into the sixth form common room, it being empty I make myself a cup of coffee and have a few spins on the spinny chair. This morning's ritual would be absolutely fine if it wasn't for the fact that at about the 7th spin, at the point where things just start to go dizzy, I spotted 3 cameras, all pointing roughly to the area of the room that I was spinning in. What could I do? Well, what I did was stop, bounce quickly on the chair as if to check the suspension, nod at the chair as if to say, "Yes, this chair is suitable for use" and walk out the door. If they ever check the CCTV surveillance from this morning then they will just think it's a very lanky chair-fixing fairy, like in the fairytale about the shoe maker. 

Today's two photos are taken at night, pitch black, long exposure. The first photo is next to Deal Castle, taken at a funny angle in their car park. The second is just one of the churches. I'm pretty pleased with them both. 

Here's a little spooky story to help you sleep. So after taking these two photos and being intimidated by a group of youths (yep, I said it), I headed home. My walk home takes me through a Royal Marines graveyard, and as I walked through the gate, I spotted a character standing in the middle of the path, just standing, staring. As I began to take in the figure, I heard a crunch from leaves behind me, I turn with my senses heightened but see nothing, I turn back to where I was walking and the figure had disappeared. It's safe to say I ran home after this.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #360

Five days left. Just five days and it is all over. That moment of realisation keeps hitting me. 

Hello there! Today was the day I saw a resolution of a theft, talked awkwardly to a girl on a bus for half an hour, walked into a bus' wing mirror and wore shorts with a duffle coat. It's been a day like any other. 

I was in London this weekend when my band was booked to play a Ceilidh in one of our local halls. I missed it but I got the horrifying story today - we probably should have looked up what a  Ceilidh is before Teddy and Laura went! From what I could gather from photos and gossip, it was a dance, and not a good dance. For Folks' Sake - Playing awful gigs since 2012. 

During lunch time, I headed down to the shop with a couple of friends. On the way back we heard three people shouting at each other. I jokingly suggested it was a case of residential gang warfare. But as we got closer to the group, we then heard, "Oi, gimme my bike back, that's my bike, you stole it and the police are looking for you, now f*ck off!" We didn't look back and instead retreated to the safety of our middle-class grammar school. 

When I got home, I was sorting out some work for tomorrow when my phone goes off. It's my nan. I answer, "Hello William-" (Because that's my actual name), "It's your number one fan here, can I get a blown up image of the skyline of London yesterday? Thanks, bye", oh crap, totally forgot that I said that was possible.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #359

It's Sunday, which means that tomorrow is the dreaded Monday. Hello there, I have had a super busy day. My uncle's partner took me round London taking photos, mainly down on the South bank. 

I am very tired so today's post will be quite brief. I sat on the train and bus home listening to four Coldplay albums on shuffle. I went from super pumped up to depressingly sad. It is only 6/7 days left of this blog. Let me know if there are any specific photos you would like me to take. I will try my hardest to get some good ones but I think today's and yesterday's posts kinda justify my little piece of the world wide web.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #358

Hello there! 

I missed this. Yeah, it's late, but I had such a busy day. Today (which is actually yesterday) I jetted up to London on the fancy high-speed train. 60 minutes, can't complain. After sharing my two seats with a pretty large man for almost all of the journey, I started to wonder why he was still sitting next to me because there were about 30 other seats available including a whole four-seated table. Perhaps he didn't want to be rude, perhaps my 'Linx Attract' had indeed attracted someone, or perhaps he was just past that age where you don't care anymore; you will talk loudly on the phone, you will be as assertive as possible and you certainly won't care when the teenager's stop is coming up and he is nearly climbing over you to get to the doors.

If anyone wants any of my picture printed, framed or blown up, just let me know and I will see what I can do. I went to two jazz bands at the King's Place (no idea if that's what it's called), followed by an opera in the evening. I have never been in a posher place - instead of cokes and candy floss at the interval and jeans and a t-shirt, it was champagne, the poshest ice-cream ever and people in their best dress.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #357

Today is a happy day, even my toast is smiling. 

It's Friday, which can only mean one thing, one song is good today, 'Friday I'm in love!' 

Today I woke up as per usual at 6 which is unbelievably painful. I finished at 1 o'clock so it wasn't all bad. I decided I would sleep when I got in. The day normally involves a walk through Dover in the early hours and today was no different. I normally see something that makes me laugh or makes me sad but today was just weird. I walked past a pretty depressing block of flats and as I came to the corner there was a sofa being thrown out, just left on the street. A homeless man was sitting in the sofa. This was nice, I thought, at least he has somewhere comfy to sit. As I got slightly closer (not too close, mind you), I realised that he was being sick onto the sofa. He was just casually vomiting onto the furniture as if it's something he just does, as if whatever is on the street is his and he is free to vomit on it. 

Perhaps he saw me as a potential vomit target. I walked slightly faster.

 My first lesson was ICT. We were told at the beginning  of the year that we would be taking apart and rebuilding a computer at some point. That point was today. The briefing was this word for word: "okay gentlemen, this lesson, you will take apart and rebuild the computer. Here is a screwdriver, take photos of all stages. Any questions?" I had about 100, mainly I don't know...urm "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHINY METAL PIECE AND HOW ON EARTH DO I PLAY PACMAN WITH IT?" My friend Alex equally had no clue but we powered through and as far as we can tell, the computer still works. The awful quality of the photo of the computer in pieces and half put back together is because I only had my phone camera with me and I needed to take the photos as evidence anyway. 

The last lesson of the day was English. In this lesson, I like to listen, mainly listen and think. Usually the conversation is about something profound and thought provoking but today, one of the main topics was 'Where could we find a picture of Kate Middleton's boobs on the internet?' 

Today was a half day, I know what most of the people in my English class were off home to do after the lesson.

Until tomorrow (where I will be in London so the post may be late, or early)

Will :)

Day #356

I have two school photos, a good one where I look like a model, minus the perfectly chiseled good looks, and then one that just makes me look like a sex offender, pure and simple. 

Hello there! Today was interesting, not for any reason other than sixth form is just a much more interesting year than any other. The day started at my usual bus stop with crazy shouty smoky lady who literally loves to blow smoke in my face. I think she enjoys it too much but each to their own. I got off at the girls school and walked to my school, pretty boring but hey, it has to be done; the small price I pay for having an extra body part, I guess. 

Today was also the day where a table full of girls watched me dance; not cool dancing, lanky embarrassing guy dancing which is essentially just a flail. Also, featuring in my day was the first time I have tried a proper energy drink, not too shabby but not my thing. I also made a couple more friends which is always nice. Have you noticed that my blog has gotten more and more blue? It's kind of just to see how far I can stretch the boundaries . Kind of a test to check if my blog is being read by anyone. 

This afternoon was one of the best assemblies I have ever sat through. It was an assembly where candidates for the sixth form board of something or other speak and then take questions from the floor. 

The first lad starts talking, his second name is 'Darlington'. He starts, "I want to make sixth form a place we can all enjoy, I believe that...etc" then the next candidate comes up. He's a fairly invisible guy that I see round the school but have never engaged with, "well I think it is very interesting that Darlington has never attended one of the voluntary sixth form meetings." This just got tasty. The candidate speeches just turned into heckling from the people sitting down and I felt sorry for the girl who had to go last. She had no prepared speech and her idea was to put a giant 'Jenga' in the common room. Personally, I love Jenga and a giant version sounds brilliant, but to someone who actually cares, maybe not so good?

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #355

Water, frigging water. Yep, again. If you are looking for some of my better photography, go back, go back a week maybe? 

10 days left people. This is it. I have ten days and then you won't have my daily blog of stupidity and 'oh Will moments', random pictures of stuff in my room or water droplets. 

My friend told me that I should put this blog on my CV or UCAS form but I don't think I could do that; they would take one look at the blog and just decide they hate me. 

Anyway, today we got name tags, name badges or whatever you want to call them and also, my lovely neighbor cooked for me. I also got told that gullible was written on the ceiling (it's not) and that an opera is in the language of foreign. Wow that was a weird introduction but urm sure. 

My school has given out ID cards to every sixth former and teacher. The reason they gave us was to stop random people from coming into the school and wandering round. If you are going into a fairly average all-boys school in one of the worst parts of Dover just to 'wander round', there is definitely something wrong with you anyway. This plan also fell apart when one of my new teachers forgot her ID card and left it at home. She just laughed. She just frigging laughed. 

Today was also the day that my English teacher laid into a girl in my class for comparing one story to 'Fifty Shades of Grey' (or as I like to call it, Fifty Shades of Creepy Mummy Porn). The girl then had to admit that she had read the book and described it as sensual rather than sexual. Yeah, that's interesting, because whenever I see someone reading the book on a train -  for example like last week - I just feel like I am watching them look at porn. It feels so wrong. Ooh, also something that I forgot to say, something that I saw last week was a van parked on double yellow lines (Teddy and I were walking back from Sainsburys). The van had three tickets so I was instantly excited. I did a double take and walked back to the said van. There was a note. The note read, "gone to Tenneriffe for 3 weeks. Doing work in the house here. Do not give me a ticket, I will get angry." I took a photo on my phone and have officially given the prize for the bravest van man of the year award to him/her. Tonight I also watched a DVD at my neighbour's house. She has over 200 DVDs...200! I have about 10.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #354

Hello there. I am so so tired but hey, only 11 days to go, maybe 12 if we count the leap year, hmm, decisions... 

Today was the beginning of proper lessons. So far the lessons have involved "what's your name?"..."What is your favourite colour?"... and the most challenging one, "tell us something that we didn't know about you".

But today was actual work, and there was a lot of it. In music I finally learned how to read key signatures and then my productivity came to a halt when asked in philosophy "what do you think of this phrase: all knowledge comes from experience." 

I miss GCSEs.

I got home and had a quick shower. I was heading out to meet my new neighbor. I hadn't met her before but she is lovely. While walking the long walk to hers, I saw a woman carrying a cat in a box and couldn't help but think of Schrödinger's theory about the cat. No idea why.

I am going to bed early tonight because I only got five and a half hours sleep last night. Ooh, also, a music company have invited my band to upload some music to their website so that could be pretty damn decent. 

Right, gotta shoot. Listen to James Walbourne with Kami Thompson. It is pretty nice, plus her guitar is pink. 

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #353

The day that I got recognised in town from my band.

Hello there, I'm afraid to say it but I only have 13/14 days left of my blog. After that I am not sure what I will do...

Look in the job centre? Sell my camera? Take drugs with Mr Blobby?

No, no, no, none of those things. I will probably wait 3 months and start it from the 1st of January this year. 

Today I woke up pretty damn early and got the bus. I got the early bus and got talking to an awesome guy called Mitch. He used to go to my school and he plays guitar. We are now bus buddies.

Once at school, I noticed I was an hour early for lessons. There was one thing for it: I was going to brave the sixth form common room. Only 2 other people in my year had done it and I was to be bronze medal holder of the imaginary event. I texted my friend to tell him my moment of madness and that he might not see me again and I got the reply "you sir have big balls, see you in form time." I marched in all triumphant like there was going to be a battle between year 12 and 13. Instead it was just me in a room with four computers and a load of leaflets about universities and STDs. Yep, school is fun. 

When I got off the bus on the way home I had a second moment of madness where I decided to get my haircut. I caught a sight of my overgrown thatch and after 20 minutes of planning, I was sitting in the chair with the cape around me, like a special kind of Batman. This haircut was different. The lady was talking to me, actually having a conversation with me. This made me uneasy. I like to just zone out and wake up with a snazzy new haircut and 10 pounds missing from my wallet. I recognised her from somewhere, but where? As the conversation drew more and more towards music I began to feel suspicious. Suddenly after a minute of awkward scissory silence where I thought she had given up the conversation she blurted it out... "I was at your gig the other day. I had a really nice time, thank you." She explained that she was at the music and beer festival on the 27th and had gotten royally trolleyed before hearing our set. 

Also today, I realised that for my ICT coursework I have to assemble a computer from scratch. The inside of a frigging computer! In the words of Forrest Gump, "and that's all I have to say about that"

Another day another dollar - No idea why I wrote this, my hands are just writing what they want now.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #352

Hello there. Yeah, this is an awful photo, but guess what, I have four videos to show you. 

The first one is called 'Two girls one c-'...

Only kidding.

They are band videos. Laura created two groups on Facebook for us, then we shot the videos. I've just made the Youtube account and now I sit and wait. Oh, you want the link? Okay, I will slot it in somewhere amongst today's post so look out for the links. Hallelujah, today we got stuff done at band practice, but the journey there was not fun. I live near a funeral home (they say it's a funeral home, it might be a brothel on the inside, who knows?) As I went past today, a hearse went past too Not only that, but a man in a suit and hat was walking in front of the herse, at my pace. I was walking next to a funeral procession. What am I supposed to do in that situation? I tell you what I did do. I stopped, looked awkwardly at my phone and walked in the opposite direction. I got to band practice 20 minutes late and now I feel like God is sending me signs. I also now know that my neighbour might be reading this so hey, welcome to me rambling about stuff.

Here's the link to our cover of 'A-Team'

Here's the link to our cover of 'You go'

Here's the link to our cover of 'I'm yours'

Here's the link to our cover of 'Hallelujah'

We would have recorded some of our own songs but someone, not naming any names (it was me, definitely me) forgot the laptop on which they were all written.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #351

Hello there, I have realised that actually today I have 15 days to go because this year is a leap year. 

This is my favorite song today, purely because of one harmony in it that is just delicious. Today, I woke up at half 10, ate, got showered and headed over to Folkestone. I was going to meet Arthur who I haven't seen for six weeks, so a lot of catching up was in order. Just before I met Arthur, I nipped into the park that I was in on 'Day #1'. The friend in question on day #1 is actually Arthur. After meeting, we played Playstation, during which he beat me three times on 'Fifa' and so we went out, had an ice cream, played football and I showed him my new camera. He took the second photo. I have just seen my views for today and thank you to anyone new to reading this. You have kind of caught the blog near the end, but make the most of me while you can!

I will probably do something really embarrassing tomorrow so enjoy that.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #350

Hello there. Might I say... You look wonderful tonight. Yeah, I said it. 

Day number two of my sixth-form life. It's pretty good actually. My biggest class has 12 people in it and my smallest class has 3. Today, during my study period, I learnt to read music properly, just sat down, did it and I even did some homework. This is my year. Today was my first philosophy lesson. It's me, 2 lads that I have never fully talked to before, a guy in the year above me re-sitting the year and two girls.

Once again, loads of other stuff happened like Teddy being late for school because he thought he knew the Stagecoach system and then complaining all the way home because the bus was late.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #349

First day back, already made a teacher hate me, good start, yeah, definitely good start.

Okay, so today my new alarm clock woke up me plus half my neighbours who I hope appreciated the gesture. I got on the new bus, saw nervous year sevens and thought back to my first day, terrified, innocent, wanting to be at home. Oh wait, that's how I feel now too. 

My nan gave me a helpful text, "Just read your blog, can't believe mum and dad made you do jobs on the last day of summer hols." Irrelevant but cheers for reading the blog nan. So, after getting off the bus, nearly being late and catching up with my friend Alex, who may read this but may not, we were given our timetables. I finish 3/5 days at 2:25. That is pretty damn sweet. In my music class is literally the poshest boy I have ever seen. I reckon he plays croquet and wears tweed with David Cameron. In my English, there are 8 of us, 7 boys and 1 girl. The first lesson back and we are looking at an Emily Dickinson poem about a boat mooring in a harbour and what it represents and all this jazz. Straight away, sex jokes, all over the place. To the point that by the end of the lesson, I am immune to it, maybe I am growing up. This was until someone said "the boat is a penis!" and I chuckled so hard that  I almost burst. Plenty more things happened throughout the day such as being told I looked like Andy Pandy.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #348

With the world spiraling into debt, wars raging in far away lands, it's time to sit down, and read my blog. Today I woke up at 10. On the unit outside my room was £7.50. I had no idea if it was for me. As I headed down for breakfast I found the list, the list that every teenager hates to find when the family are out. It was a list of jobs that had to be completed before mum and dad got back. Featured on the evil job list was 'hoover' and 'put washing out'. Damn. I was going to sit around all day and play Xbox. It worked out quite nicely. I did the jobs and then Teddy came over. 10 minutes of talking about school timetables and buses followed by an hour of Teddy beating me up on a wrestling game. I also went out to buy a pencil case and fill it with stationary. I went round finding pens and pencils and general pencil case stuff in the pound shop. 

As we stood at the counter behind a huge queue, I spotted that on one of the items I could get another for free. Back to the stationary aisle! As I was faced with the choice of buying another couple of highlighters or buying colouring pencils, I really thought about it. Teddy said, "you will never use them though. You don't do art, so they are useless, get the highlighters." Damn you, I would have failed all my A-levels (probably not) with my new colouring pencils but boy would everything look pretty.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #347

Good evening, how are you? Ah, you can't reply. I always forget that... 

Anyway, I am fine, what have I been up to? Nothing much, just sitting around with a friend watching DVDs and the Paralympics. Anyway, enough about me. Oh wait, that's why you have come to this blog. Well...this is awkward. 

I stayed up until half 2 in the morning playing Xbox because I kept losing, I am that competitive! I woke up at about half 11 in the end with an empty house and a very confused dog. Today's photo is of a little woolly man with a cute little hat on sitting in front of my framed photo from 'Day #39'. It's of the Ipswich marina and I quite like it. A couple of days ago I was thinking of what to do on the last day and also I am wondering what comes next. I have decided that I will make my blog into a calendar. 

I will take the best couple of photos and put them on each month because I think I have at least got one good photo per month. If you want one of these calendars or have any suggestions about the photos that should go on each month, please let me know.

Also, hello to my viewers in Russia as always, the USA sometimes and the people from Thames Dittion, didn't even know that was a place. Apparently it's in Surrey.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #346

Today I beat Teddy up, on a game. Chill. 

Hello there my lovely blog followers, I have a had a good and a bad day. Chill out with me while I tell you the story. 

Today I had Teddy and Laura coming over, it was the final time we would see Laura until she was back in Deal, whenever that was. Sarah texted me last night to let me know that there was an open mic gig round the corner (and then some), and suggested we should play at. We did. For the morning we practiced...a bit. The rest of the afternoon and day was spent playing a game where the objective is to hurt the other person. Teddy loved it. He actually beat me at a game, so did Laura. 

So we got to the venue and were the first people there. We met the sound technician called Geoff. Now, I am not normally great with small talk but when I am nervous or excited I seem to be fantastic at it. I was asking him and the bar girl all kinds of questions and I think it's called a conversation? I've never done a sound check before and so it made me feel so cool, especially because my guitar wasn't working properly...wait what? 

8 o'clock rolls round and Geoff says "yeah the vibe is around 8 o'clock." Still no idea what that means

The atmosphere in the room is awkward. In it are Laura, Teddy, Sarah, Sarah's parents and Teddy's dad + brother. Just as we were going to chill out and relax into the awkward situation, five guys about my age roll in and we have to play now that an audience has arrived. 

Geoff announces us and we play. First song, goes as good as it gets. Second song and we are smashing it with Laura's amazing voice. Third song, Jason Mraz - 'I'm yours'. This number features a capo, a clamp to move the key up and down. I had my capo but just as I clamped it open it broke. Six different tiny parts fell to the floor. This was a disaster. I quickly looked around and suddenly I saw Sarah.

"Sarah, have you got a capo?" She did! She let me borrow it and we played on. The gig didn't go that well because it took sound balancing into the equation. We play best pure acoustically and so it didn't feel quite natural. I quickly made my getaway, feeling like the gig went disastrously.

I grabbed my stuff and took a slow walk along the beach. I got in, lay on my bed and then my phone went off. It was Sarah. "Hey! You guys were great tonight, well done!" Maybe it wasn't so disastrous after all.

Also, I should mention that Laura took today's photos. I am laughing so hard in photo one because I didn't know the controls to the wrestling game and Teddy was just mashing keys and mashing me.

Until tomorrow

Will :)