Tag: teenage

As promised, I’ve dug through the archives! I’m not going to play all of my cards at once of course, but I’ve got one photo from 2002 and another from 2003. It’s hard to believe there’s only a year between the photos, but it’s true! This is… I think… the day before a big party. A party that I have photos of… but I’m not going to share! It was a fancy dress party and I’m wearing a stick-on moustache…

Abi & Seb (Click for larger) Abi: Apparantly he did this face for about 5 years straight and didnt wash his hair for three of those.. Incase you wondered, this week we visit each other aged 16. Seb and I have only known each other about a year. God knows how long he’d been stalking me prior to that (I jest!). I think its fair to say that he is one of the people I talk to the most frequently…

I’m not sure why I want to tell you this story. I don’t even know if it counts as ‘too much information’. I mean, it involves a bunch of teenagers being thrown into the communal showers at school, but I don’t know if that itself is enough. The real reason I want to tell you this story is because it’s the last time I played sports. Sure, I still hit a ball around occasionally, and I still play a little…

There’s a very specific period of my teenage life that I remember fondly. I was about 13 and not yet set apart from my peers by height or sharp wit or beard. I was smart, having been bumped up a couple of classes, but the bullying hadn’t started yet. It was just a twelve month period, but I think we had more fun that year than any other that followed (at school anyway, university is something else entirely). This is…

OK, bear with me here… I have two really conflicting themes going on in my head right now. The original plan was to discuss some of the great Christmas presents I’ve got over the years, and their importance or significance throughout my formative years. But then… well, I went and shaved my beard into a Hitler moustache. So… a little bit of a dilemma, as you can imagine, me being a Jew and all. Then, to make things even more…

A collection of photos from a birthday party this weekend. We descended upon the vaulted ceilings and croquet lawns of a large country house. We frolicked, drank tea and ate cake. And when the sun started doing down… well… that’s when things started to get crazy. Note: you can click each photo to visit my Flickr stream. There are further details there, and some funny annotations. More to follow… more balloons, and a cute little girl.