Broken lens.

I managed to break my EF 35/2 yesterday by hitting it off a table. The focus is jammed. Great.

In other news, I quit my job at the supermarket, and now work in a camera shop in town, which is pretty cool. But anyway, here’s some pictures.

Jenn in tesco at night, we were on the hunt for snacks.

Yes, I am a moron. This was just after we finished watching an Annie Liebowitz documentary.

Sam in subway. Man, if i had a £ for everytime that sentence had been typed on here, then i’d probably have about £4.

Paul, before basketball.

Jonathan and I got on another train the other week, this time we ended up at Wemyss bay. There, we found a ferry went to Rothesay, so we got on it.

Sinks at the station.

On the beach at Rothesay, on the Isle of Bute.

It didn’t work. Boo.

Lunch. The fish was actually really tasty, better than the stuff they give you in Glasgow.

Weymss Bay station. This was pretty much all there was to see there.

Jenn, when we visited New Lanark.

Grant in his living room.

I travelled up to Edinburgh to go to Jonathan’s Graduation ball with him.

On of his friends asked me to photograph their shoe.

Waiting to enter the hall.

Chrissy.

Halfway through the night. Not mine.

I found myself back at a flat at the end of the night.

In the morning. Gary (i think) and Jonathan.

So there we go, 19 photos from the last few weeks.

- H