Bring the wench to the altar priest!

Luke came for a visit! I even made him skate. Annoyingly he was still better than me. Not hard though.



Jasper took me to see one of his arty bands. They even had a woman in the band. Whatever next?


Amusingly if you type "all the cunts" into google maps on your iPhone it comes up with St. Pauls carnival in Bristol! Ha ha! I met some good folk there the other week so it's not strictly true. The other markers are all B&Q stores. I guess someone at Google wasn't happy with their shed or something...

Dawn of possession.

Our Heroin rider Ollie Tyreman was on Hollyoaks - that's him sitting in the background talking to some bird.

And that's the dude that promotes metal gigs in London. No, wait - it's the Man-Whore from Deuce Bigalow.


Found this at Fos' - he wrote it for Nick Worthington, one of life's great numb nuts.

Daggers in the house at Stockwell.

This dude was D R U N K.



Like Mother like daughter.

All you need.

Nerdy shit time - got this sick racing game on my phone. You can race dudes online. Here's me winning the Muscle car championship. I rule!


"All thrills with dirty arse kills"


Amputated.


Avulsed. I stage dived 3 times during one song. I'm 34.


Immolation!!!!! Sick as ever.

Melancollie and the infinite sadness.

Back from Spain! I spent 10 days on the south east coast near Mojacar with Rachel and our friends Guy, Vikki and little Asher. It was bangin'!


Asher rode his first plane.






Yeah! Fuck the system! I didn't know Jasper had been to Mojacar before me.

Spanksy (Spanish Banksy).


A paradox that nearly ended the universe - Vikki pushing a pushchair in a pushchair.

Our pool.


Doesn't this look like one of those diagrams showing the development of early man? Asher is the most developed obviously.



The Pig Zebra. Made by Chinese peasants no doubt, discovered by Alan Glass in some shitty souvenir shop.





For Sam.

Guy missed his guitar back home.



God is great is written about 5 zillion times around this Moorish palace. Knobs.





Ancient Moorish graffiti. "If you want sex phone Mohamed on 07758 569332"

Free tapas - after this (and after we'd actually ordered food) even more turned up. More burgers, steak sandwiches - mental.


Gay.

Gay.


Oh look Dear! Another fucking coin slot in a church! This one just has fake lightbulb candles - you don't even get to light a proper one.

I found out by taking this photo that Apple is almost certainly run by fundamentalist Christians. If I try to turn the photo upside down by turning my iPhone upside down the picture just rights itself on the screen by spinning 180 degrees. Try it. Photo blasphemy is not supported on the iPhone. Maybe there's an app for it.

Is it me or does this fucker look really evil? It's like one of those pictures inside a Profanatica or Havohej record where they've drawn corpsepaint on Jesus.

"Oooh lovely! A seafood vending machine!" Poor old Rach, we should have let her eat some. It's actually live fishing bait.

Poser.


Gay.

My life would suck without you.

The door at Brixton Academy. Don't worry - I didn't turn up thinking it was on. I was just passing on the way to Stockwell. Got to wait for the rescheduled dates now.
Get well soon Moz!

Hannah Piana smashes it on the Melodica theme-tunes!

Holy shit! The airbags have indeed gone off Jasper! Found at Fos' gaff.

Sheckler upstairs at South Bank. Heelflip snapper.

Went to visit the Jones brothers for the weekend. All 3 siblings out cold whilst I watched Rambo and drank their whiskey.


Nobody else thought this was funny.

London fields on the mother of all hot days. Picnic blankets, bottles of Cava and ice cubes down the back pranks all day long.








Back to Briz for Pimms with Matt by the Harbourside.


Spain tomorrow for 10 days! Woooo!

Never forget...

For the homies.

Lasagne for breakfast.

New! Landscape Bendy-Boards ®.


P.S. The boards don't really bend - it was "trick photography".

Penis Metal.

BBQ Texas Ranger





Not my board.

Skateboarding magnate Mark Foster bailing out a puddle with a plastic bag.






Pin sighting!


Eine Augen.


Hippy commune.