a younger me. yes that’s right i too was young once. don’t feel it or look it anymore but yes this was the case many many a moon ago. the picture i have chosen is one of me taken by my father in greenwich park, london, when i was 5. we had not long moved to england from spain, and were living in the eastend of london town. weekends were often an escape and this is taken on one of those weekends.
a solider, a farmer
a sailor, a tailor
a carpenter, a musician
a quantity surveyor, a bowler
a creative, a runner
i don’t photograph well
which in fairness isn’t a great shame
not much to photograph really
i always blink
this is no lie
a friend of mine is very poorly, very poorly indeed
she won’t be with us for much longer
right now togetherness is the most important thing to all of us
my boys mean the world to me
there is nothing i wouldn’t do for them
there is no-one i wouldn’t fight for them
they are simply the best boys in town
the first memories of the 1980’s that pop straight into my mind are the essential candy floss lipstick, hair spray, anything peach, puff-ball skirts, sling back kitten heels and belcher chains from elizabeth duke. sound familiar?
i give to you HPMcQ aged 13 in all of the above.
click below to see more 80’s horrors!
me and fitness have never been great friends. i have been a member of many gyms, i have not been in attendance at all of those gyms. i feel very uncomfortable in the gym environment, i find it all very intimidating and
sometimes often a little fake. i had however managed to get away with not going to the gym for a very long time. i’ve never been skinny, well apart from after my divorce where everything went a little crazy, but i have always been a fairly healthy weight. however there was a changing point. my body changed and it wasn’t something that i was completely aware that was happening. i seemed to be putting on weight little by little but without anything in my diet changing. this is when i discovered i had polycystic ovaries but i also discovered i was pregnant too!
so this weeks theme is colour
a difficult subject for me you might think
considering my profession and that our whole house is white
but i actually do like colour
i just like it against white that’s all
i’m not from this land(scape)
i came here as a wee whipper snapper
all the way from lands of volcanoes
sounds exotic doesn’t it
stinky fingers has been babbling about eyes
sadly mutley is no longer with us, but he was a damn fine dog
check out those eyeballs
now go check out some more eyeball action over at the gallery