Rfp.

My personal think tank.

It’s really not cool to be too human.



And just when you need an escape, it’s 10pm on a Sunday.



Would love to know, who in their right mind steals my coat, when there is £1000 worth of camera sat next to it… Good work arsehole. 



Pint.

Pint.



Standards of elegance have taken quite a pounding, wouldn’t you say.



Today, I’ve spent all day in a massively hipster pub, with my Father.