I Bet That You Look Good On The Dance Floor…

I haven’t updated my blog in almost a month due to being busy with college etc. I’m probably not going to be able to blog as often as I did until the end of May because of getting work done, keep checking back though as I’m sure to have something to say soon.

Anyway, here’s a quick(ish) recap of the past month.

My college work is going better than it was a year ago. Most of my photography work is now finished, I just have one thing to do in the studio and then all the other stuff is location work and written stuff, then it’ll all be finished. It took me a while to get back in the swing of things after being ill, I’d be going into college late, feeling ill and coming home again. In the end Ziggy had a word with me and it made me realize that I’m not doing myself any favours by being late or not turning up. I also now feel a bit more positive about my work, I was looking for the Solihull College website the other day and they have one of my photos on their homepage.

A couple of weeks ago we all went go karting for Ralph’s stag party. It was quite good there, I thought I had the hang of driving the go karts in the first race and won, but when it came to the second race I got a bit too overconfident and ended up coming last…as I did in the third race…and forth, at this point I started to realize that maybe I was doing something wrong so I decided to be a bit more careful on the corners and do anything to not come last, in the end I came forth but it still left me at the bottom of the table, I didn’t care though I had an excuse…I was ill…and tired…and…um…a crap driver.


Last Monday we all went to Nottingham with the college to photograph some kayaking, I’d seen the place on TV a few weeks before on the games on channel 4, when we got there it was freezing and really windy and there wasn’t even a kayak in sight. After half an hour of walking round shivering and saying how pointless the whole thing was we saw 3 people in kayaks come along and start doing all these tricks in the water, rather them than me though as that water must have been icey cold.

Yesterday was Ralph and Kirstie’s big day. Gaz picked me up and we headed over to Adam’s house to pick him up, we rang his doorbell and his mum answered to tell us that he wasn’t in and that he was having his hair cut, in the end he turned up with a lot less hair than he was expecting because they had cut it too short.

We got to the church just in time, the wedding was really nice and Ralph and Kirstie both looked really good. Kirstie’s dad provided us with a laugh after missing his seat and landing on the floor, hopefully somebody got it on video. We had to do loads of singing, one of the songs was a song we used to have to sing back in primary school called ‘shine Jesus shine’, unfortunately though the vicar thought he was on X-factor and was trying to out-sing everybody else.

In the evening Adam and I went to the reception at the Abbey hotel, (not) in Redditch. We’d been told it was in Redditch at first so we headed over there only to find out that it was actually somewhere else nowhere near Redditch. After getting lost we met up with Carl and followed him there…to Redditch.

As soon as we got there we got ourselves some drinks and helped ourselves to the buffet, the cake was very nice so I had to have more. After a while Carl’s housemates - Kate and Claire dragged us all onto the dance floor to give us a bit of a dancing master-class, I don’t do dancing though so I sucked at it.

After a while and a few drinks, I realized that all that dancing and alcohol had taken its toll, luckily we were all heading off anyway so I just had enough time to hug the toilet bowl quickly on the way out.

…I told you I don’t do dancing.