Isn't it amazing the emotions that can be evoked through the medium of celluloid?
Or even, in this day and age, via Facebook?
Basically, chaps, I'm talking (as you may have guessed by the title of this little post) about photographs.
Some photos make you coo, some make you squirm, some make you want to vom. All these and more can be found via t'internet, or, if you like doing things the old fashioned way, in little paper pouches filled with excitingly glossy card.
I like a bit of both, myself, which is why next to my laptop I have two pictures of various members of Exeter College Boat Club, a professional photo of the Hills Rd summer ball (taken at the end of LVI) and a picture from the photoshoot I received as a present for my 18th birthday of myself, Sam, Nic, Rachel and Jenny. They are nice photos. I like looking at them.
I do not like looking at all photos. Like ones that remind me what I'm missing out on, or of people doing something they've told you they weren't going/couldn't do. This vexes me. They don't come round very often, but when they do.. grrr.
Anyway. That is all. I'm sure you'll hear from me again soon 
