Not a photography trip

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And that’s my excuse for this.

I’m down in Agulhas: a quick trip to review some work, rather than any sort of pleasure or leisure, but I’ll never say no to the opportunity to spend some time here.

And I brought a few lenses, tripod, monopod, spare batteries and cleaning kit, and an array of SD cards. Because while this isn’t a photography trip, there will always be something to take photographs of.

Except…

I left my actual camera in my office at home.

To be fair, this was a bit of an unusual one: no kids, no dog, a full toolbox to bring down with us, a Saturday morning departure and even a different bedroom. So I was clearly thrown out of my usual routine.

But suddenly, as is always the way when you don’t have a camera to hand, everything is a photo. Remember this?

And it is a remarkably pretty day down here at the Southern Tip.

Sadly, you’ll just have to take my word for it.

It’s been 9 years since Skin stood on my shoulders

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Indeed:

An absolutely incredible Skunk Anansie performance at Rocking The Daisies, which was topped off with their iconic lead singer doing some upright crowd surfing, and standing on my shoulders while (probably unironically*) giving Weak a bit of a blast:

What a night that was.

Photos via my wife’s Nokia N95, if I remember correctly. Wow.

* I’d like to think so, at least.

Advice

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Life is full of people giving you advice. Whether you choose to take that advice comes down to a few factors: Do you want to listen? How does it correlate with your own judgement? And where is the advice coming from?

I can’t really control the first two, but my advice to you today comes from a good place.
It’s genuine, it’s honest, and I wouldn’t be sharing it if I didn’t think it might benefit you. It’s not at all complicated. Quickly and easily dispensed.
It’s just a little thing that I feel will make a positive change in your life, should you choose to follow it.

And the advice is this:

Don’t smash the bridge of your nose on the corner of a large chunk of 70mm square powder-coated steel bar when you’re next at the gym.

See? Nothing too amazing in that, but I can assure you that after a certain event this morning at the gym (involving piece number 17 in case you were wondering), this is advice that I would earnestly give to anyone and everyone that I care about.

And this means you, dear reader.

So. Sore nose, much blood, achy face and TMJs and neck, and potentially the final icing on the coffin which breaks the camel’s back of my burgeoning modelling career. And that weird foggy feeling that descends upon you when you bang your head (I checked and the nose is very much part of the head).

I’ve had better mornings.

Take my advice: don’t do that thing with your face and the steel bar. Really.