Saturday, 30 July 2011
I've known Belinda for a few years now, from the start of the Drifting bug that got a hold on her, practicing and learning - to becoming a Teacher and Competitor in some of the UK's major drift events.
Thursday, 17 March 2011
Monday, 28 February 2011
So, I thought this Cold day I would share a photograph or two, for the sake of it. This is becoming more of a Photographers blog anyway... so why not.
In the cold cold weather, we ventured out to try and capture a moment, that would be easily understood, that there was a cold dark side out there.
As ever, Leela was a Willing model, full of bright ideas and inspiration, willing to walk in the snow and ice to capture a photograph... well I'm sure at one point, she may have been walking on a frozen pond, it doesn't bear thinking about really, if it were a pond, that might have ended badly, quite wet and definitely colder than you could imagine.
But alas, on top of the wintery portraits, an opportunity earlier in the month was used to capture some scenic photos, that this current Monday weather reminds me of, cold and bitter... biting at the trees.
A leaf, hanging from a branch, cold and dying, saving itself from falling down to the colder ground below, to be walked on and crushed into the darkness, holding onto that branch, trying to find a way to hold onto the daylight it so hopelessly tries to find...
Thursday, 24 February 2011
Friday 25th will be a day with a New Turn for my road to success, I've had many ones in the past, some have ended up as a dead end - with the decisions being made not being the best ones, but others making new headway for better things... the desire to better myself.
So, comes Friday, a Job interview that could change things for the rest of my career, or at least a year of it. The continual challenge that comes with such a job, the responsibility, the desire to do more and succeed in what I do. If it all goes well, I might just have to treat myself.
Wednesday, 23 February 2011
Re-Discovering his love for the 2, it didn't take much persuading to convince Jimmy to Have fun in a Little Tunnel Run, nothing huge, just a couple of cars to test out a route design... so late one night, or should I say, early one Morning, the rendezvous was setup... 2:30a.m. is a Quiet time in most of London, people are sleeping, the only things out are usually the animals and the clubbers...
So after getting some much needed Supplies, Fuel for the Cars and Fuel for the Drivers, We started on the long road to the First Meeting Point. Taking a Sightseeing tour of London as we went along, meeting other cars and Showing up Horrendously Expensive Porsche 4x4's while we were at it... that Proverbial bottle came out to play, with a little bit of sideways on the greasy roads of London.
It took its time to get here, the one thing Preventing a London Version of the Midnight Club is Very Much a part of London, its not the Police, its Roadworks... they are everywhere at the moment, with Water Mains and Gas Mains being Replaced, rebuilding and building new transport links, means that sometimes the old ones are shut off and Diverted.
While Savouring the delights of the London Eye, we decided to Take a Slight Detour (one of Many) to Leake Street Tunnel, famed for its Graffiti and the ability to shoot a car with relatively little hassle... although this is made easier with a simple tool that I had regrettably left in the boot of another car... a Tripod. Whoops!
After Blasting from Leake Street, we took on the Tunnels of London, only to find that some had been closed off, but with them being closed off, meant the discovery of others... that this Veteran London Driver had never been in, even though having been in tunnels that most people don't know exist, deep below the surface. After Much driving round and about, trying to find new ways to get where we were going, making noise in the process, spinning and sliding around the streets of London town, we arrived, at Westferry Circus, the infamous underground roundabout. Not wanting to pass up an opportunity of it being quiet, a few laps of the roundabout were done... much to the enjoyment of ourselves.
The Last tunnel were but yards away, but the decision was taken to head home... it was now coming up past 5am, the Red Bull was wearing off and the cold and rain were not as appealing as the start of the night. Disappearing, like Knights of the Street... it ended as it had begun, on a dark wet road, outside of our meeting point all those hours ago.