Knackered Knee Keeps Kicking

So, this is my knee, I just got back from the doctor, he said, 'you will probably never have a normal knee.' They don't want to operate really, no guarantees, i don't know, i've got three months to make a decision. Sucks. He said 'i don't know,' a lot. My legs are really skinny, i wish i could do more excercise, which is cool cause my doctor says i can now, but, that's gonna hurt, i'll start tomorrow.

PS, that ugly looking toe on the left, my right, is where i used to have six and they fused them together.

My Albums

I listen to music a lot, like in the shower, i can't shower without music, there's just no motivation.
The first ever single i owned was the hamster dance, it is truly awful, the first ever album i owned was muse's showbiz, which is a little bit cooler i guess. CDs are nice, i worry about digital music and stuff, this is mostly because i love sleeve art.

Shops I have Shopped at

This is a collection of 96 shops that i have shopped at in the city that is Nottingham. For me this is much more to do with where i'm coming from than where i come from, like a little comparison to the one i did on the buildings near me. But once again, there are a whole bunch of stories i could bore you with over and over.

Picnic Playground

I used to live on Wollaton Hall Drive which was the entrance to Wollaton Park when it was bigger. Cause of this i went there fairly often. We did school cross country running there, and the dog got walked there.
Now i hardly ever go there, miss it though, it looks nice.

And there;s deer there, always a plus.

My Old Fears

I used to be afraid of needles. i had a blood test when i was eleven because i was always tired yet it still took 3 nurses and an annoyed mother to hold me down.
Which is weird because now it seems so mundane. I guess this is because i've matured

'when i was a child i talked like a child, i thought like a child, i reasoned like a child, when i became a man i put childish things behind me' 1 Cor 13:11

Slight Changes

We got a new TV over the weekend. It does the same thing.
I was against buying it.
waste of money.
But now it's here, i guess i can deal.

Pull out a Pew

My church has been going through some building work recently. Making it more suitable for wheel chair access etc, also getting rid of the pews for chairs. Renovation is interesting, it's the same place, same purpose, but it'll be changed none-the-less. Be different.
hopefully less bum-numbing too

The High Road

This is a collection of all the buildings from my home to beeston town centre. trying to assess my surroundings. There's a lot of stories i could connect to these pictures. But i don't wanna bore you with those just yet. Might go into some detail of a few of them in the next week and a half. Among the buildings is my church, my pharmacy, my post office, my bus stop ,and my pub.

Up the Stags

I went back to my old town.

Twelve years since i moved and i'd been back once. This fact and that it's about half an hour from nottingham on the train probably speaks a lot.

I barely recognised any of the places, i had all these memories i was trying to put into it, but was struggling. Probably cause everything used to be bigger. It's all so close together now.

Back then i was always looking up at stuff. This is a Field mill, home of the stags. next year they'll be in the coneference. in first school we had coaching sessions from mansfield town and as a final treat they took us for a tour.good times, it's a tiny place.

Enrol Now

This is where i might do a part time course in something. I'm not particularly partial to any one thing in this respect.
I Just like the idea. Of learning more than i know, maybe a skill, maybe a language.
Plus, you know, when the photography doesn't work, I'll have something to fall back on.
Maybe a business course, or an accounting course or something boring with security. I wonder if i got good at a language if i could be a translator. A skill with some certainties after the studies are over.
Most of all, out of all the jobs I could have, I'd like to be a pretentious photographer.
Or a Missionary
Who takes pictures

Empty Sweet shelves

I used to buy my jolly ranchers here. one of the last places that sold them round Nottingham.

This is actually devastating.

In my childhood i never imagined not being able to get jolly ranchers. and Fruitangs, one time they started selling fruitangs again in wilkos, then they went away again.

I guess it's hard to see adult life through the eyes of children.

My reality changes all the time.

Stuff is always short lived.
Some of it anyway.
Hope springs eternal.

Rhinegold

This is where my big brother, and sister in law had there first date. About 9 years ago.

My brother is 8 years older than me.

I'm cool with this because i can still beat him at pool.

Distractions

Someone famous once said, 'the biggest evil is that of distraction'
Where would we be without Music, Adverts, Television and junk, maybe we'd be ignorant and a little bit bored, maybe we'd be happy.
I suppose if i'm honest i'm ignorant and bored anyway, so really, what is the point.
I spend over one-third of my life in exactly the same place. I wonder if sleep is a distraction. Is a lie-in part of the biggest evil. or was someone famous speaking bollocks.

we all do

Philosphical Musings

Cheers Hugh

Before i decide what the blog is about, i did some research into what a blog actually is.

'A blog (short for weblog) is a personal online journal that is frequently updated and intended for general public consumption. Blogs are defined by their format: a series of entries posted to a single page in reverse-chronological order.Blogs generally represent the personality of the author or reflect the purpose of the Web site that hosts the blog. Topics sometimes include brief philosophical musings, commentary on Internet and other social issues, and links to other sites the author favors, especially those that support a point being made on a post. '

But i dunno, Wikipedia doesn't agree completely either. It describes it as several different things. So what exactly is a blog. hmm.

Brief philosical musing: letting a dog lick your face must be like french kissing your entire neighboorhood. they eat and sniff seriously anything. my dog licked another dogs bum, more than once.

Either way, this was definitely not a photoblog post.

The School Rush

Woke up and opened the windows with the frost looking amazing. urges i cannot explain caused me to go out early and snap a few shots. my 35mm camera ran out of batteries without warning two shots in. Hugh wouldn't have made that mistake but i'm just a novice. had to make do with digital. Anyhow, walking through the busy school rush(there is a school next to my house, a pre-school shares a boundary with our garden, it's noisy in the daytime), so as the kids streamed in for school surrounded by kids was my local play ground. I swung. it's a world gone tipsy turvy.

too much

I spent far too long this weekend playing computer games, from super mario world to guitar hero, should probably stop now.

Poker faces

i cut myself shaving today

Watch this space

i can't find my harmonica anywhere, bugger

Threshold

Welcome to Nottingham

stepping off the train