Category: Friends

Spring Hill, part 3

Final day. Late checkout is a marvellous concept. Left-over beer drinking even better. Saying goodbye to sheep and stopping on the way for an indulgent lunch and cake after (none pictured, too busy eating). Saying goodbye to Sam, the silly pug, but not until I’ve done a mini portrait session with him (managed because I bribed him with a singular pop corn). That truly was a weekend in all its weekend glory.

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Spring Hill, part 1

This past weekend I headed out to the country with a few friends. And I documented everything. This is what I used to do years ago before starting to work with photography, and I thought I’d lost it, but Paris + Spring Hill has been different. So, I have a bunch more photos to spam you with (even some more from Paris, just need to finish editing them).

Anyhow. Spring Hill. Halfway between Daylesford and Kyneton. Our house had views over rolling hills, friendly sheep and an ace house that we filled with swell people. The first day me and Ange headed up before everyone else to go location scouting a bit in Daylesford (no photos!), followed by some shopping and, badaboom, a pit stop at a lovely lil winery. We befriended the cat, got some wine and headed to Spring Hill for all the views and all the sheep. And that was all for day one.

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The Potato Championships of 2017

On Midsummer this year me and Emelie held the biannual event of The Potato Championships. I made a video. It’s not great, but I had fun making it. Also I was tipsy filming it. Whatevs. Potatoes for the win!

Angela’s birthday nicpic

Hip hip hooray to Angela today! Or well, not today technically. Technically it was her birthday last Wednesday but we celebrated in the park on Saturday. It was an arvo of confused weather (too hot in the sun and too cold in the shade!) a cute baby and a bunch of lovely folks. Plus food! Who can complain? Certainly not me.

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Mini Melbs overseas

What are the odds that friends from Melbourne happen to come to London at the same time you’re there? I’d say quite high, but against the odds (geez, I need to stop use the word odds or we’ll all go insane) I met up with Lyndsey and Anne the other day, who had arrived from Melbs just that morning. We strolled around West End and Soho, taking in the sights and enjoying a lunch in the crypt and delicious cocktails at a hidden bar. The only thing I can complain about is the end of it: something I’d eaten wasn’t agreeing with my stomach, so I headed back to London Fields and spent the evening on the couch watching bad tv series, while Lani and Dylan were enjoying drinks. The envy! Oh well, better get better than go out and feel bad!

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Streetfeast

Best way to spend a Friday night? At a warehouse full of food trucks and bars and people. OH how I have missed shooting food as well. We ate and drank and I put away the camera when we continued the night at an amazingly cute garden place next door.

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