Layton

Africa, Matthew and Me


This was the weirdest place i've been in a long time. After spending a large amount of time arguing over how would be the best way to get into the old building site, we found a nice Spanish man who was pretty happy to open the private gate for us, letting us climb through a pretty small gap between a brick wall and a metal fence. Despite it being pretty much completely empty, the place had such a strange feeling, like it was somewhat unfinished. There was so much stuff all over the place, melted vinyls and such, and bits of old hospital wallpaper. It's sad that it's been left as it is now for the past several years, as the original hospital building was pretty nice to look at.


that was the only picture of the hospital that i could find =/

s-n-o-w

These are from the day after the NME tour, when me and Rogan spent half the day doing absolutely nothing/sleeping, which was pretty great. It was good to actually spend the whole day with him, having a best friend who lives so far away is a bit of an inconvenience. But i can't complain, we speak every day, and see each other at least once a month, but i'm just being moany. We ended up trekking down through a park right near his house, and found this field covered in snow. I say found, he obviously knew it was there, but not about the snow. It was strange, because nowhere else seemed to have any snow at all, but here there was snow to the maxxx. It's pretty much surrounded by trees, and there's quite a steep drop that takes you down to it, but once we got there, it was best thing ever.

These were taken before my bag broke, and before i pwned Callum with a face full of snow, which is probably why we both look so happy./ :')

mc veg

only in Blackpool could you find something so unexplainable.
'MC VEGAS THE BEST'
'this is the face of the notorious mc veg.. blackpool's best he is the best mg artist in the town boy better know please the q.t.e star on form big up the q.t.e mandem!!!!!!'

life is so funny

ross

live

sports day

Just because my mum was there to see me win the potato race at primary school in year 6.

rgn

I found this picture on my photobucket account today, and just couldn't not post it. This was taken some time back in April i think, when me and Rogan didn't go way back. All i remember is thinking that he was some kind of genius, because i had no idea how he'd done it, let alone spell hollie, and i knew nothing about shutter speeds or whatever. Pretty happy times.

If i could physically hold it, it'd be in my box of favourite things. But i can't. So it's not.

life

the first one, because i love my nan so bad. we did an exercise in media studies, and it was about the stereotypes of elderly people. everyone came out with such negative descriptions, and i couldn't bring myself to say anything. until jackie asked me my opinions.
loving, and some of the greatest people in the world.

the second, because it's always there.

morgan

Emergency

This will continue to be one of my favourite places, and i dont care what anybody says!

edinburghhhhh

Because spending 3 days with two of your best friends in Edinburgh is one of the happiest things ever. Even if you do get allocated the wrong size room, with what seemed to be heating suitable for people living in the arctic.

fish

my mum's such a joker.

zootime

On my own i know, how tragic. Yet spending the evening with the combined Mystery Jets made being alone pretty unimportant. It was pretty weird, and they were all so welcoming, especially Blaine. I was worried that he wouldn't know who i was, but when i whipped out the Taggart dvd he knew straight away; 'You said that you'd come!' of course i did, i wouldn't have missed it for the world. I got to sit and have a chat with Henry for quite a while, and we watched the soundcheck; i nearly choked at Hideaway. And then i joined Blaine and their tour manager for lunch, which was pretty weird as well. Blaine was such a gentleman, and the fact that he took the time out to sit and talk me for tiiime really made my night.

sc

Letters that Sophie made for me over three months of letter writing. I don't think she realises how much i appreciate them, or her for that matter, but for her to send them all the way from Nottingham, probably means that she knows how much i do.

camp

The morning after Danny's birthday party. I actually love this picture so bad, probably because every detail has some form of explanation, and there are so many memories attached to this night. Mine and Rogan's tent, that we borrowed from Matthew, undoubtedly collapsed before anyone even got inside, so we were left to sleep literally under the stars, which was the weirdest feeling ever. And because we were so close to Manchester Airport, i couldn't get used to the noise, and just the general idea of it all. This was also before we managed to open the tin of rice pudding, which is what i'm holding. We ended up using the football trophy on the left to open it.
Adele's pissy tights in the middle, and Helen's stripy baby hat that she found at the bus stop, are just two of the best memories. It's strange how much one picture can bring back so many details even though the picture has long been forgotten. Probably one of my all time favourites.

sunset

one of my all time favourites. rogan took this, so all credit to him, but everytime i look at it, it makes me think of how lucky i actually am, and i stop being so petty. okay, momentarily, but it's still a nice feeling. maybe Blackpool can be beautiful, if only you take the time to look properly.

trainn

We seem to spend countless time on trains. It doesn't bother me at all, and i like the feeling of having somewhere to go enough, that you plan your route via the train.

These were on the way back from the Shred Yr Face Tour in Manchester, where we saw Los Campesinos!, No Age and Times New Viking. Africa came with me because she knew i wasn't okay, even though i promised her i was. She probably knows me better than i do.

l'espagne

okay so it was the worst holiday i ever remember going on, but, it wasn't all that bad. coming home was worse; more than i can even remember.

skeleton boii

some pictures i took at Preston 53 degrees on 29/09/08. it was the second time i'd seen Friendly Fires, and they didn't disappoint. they were supported by i call shotgun, and jape.
jape are definately worth a listen, they were fantastic.

www.myspace.com/richiejape

Miss Hollie Pattison

How did i not guess, not even from the Eel Pie address on the reverse of the envelope? And oh yes i knew that Robert Smith was from Blackpool, happy days.