Big Smoke.

Myself, Metalcock and Chris spent a few days staying in London at Chris's Uni halls. It was initally a trip to get some skating done, but it then evolved into a bundle of bromance. Recognise.
We started off drinking shitty tart fuel in the back of the Crusa.

Pope was stoked on getting out of the car after the hectic car journey.

We could have checked the tennis out, but that sports for jocks.

First place we visited was Southbank, pretty wank.

Terrorising shit.

Lunch in Camden, stocked up on papers, and got offered alot of weed.

Went to Cantelowes skatepark too.. shes alright.

Here is a spot, which is sick. Euston Banks.

London Underground, had no sense of direction. Thankful for Chris who is not 'shit at London'.

Girl with the red bag had rad shorts.

Metalcock is king of kooky tourist shit.

Chris's house was equipped with Red and Green lightbulbs, all the walls were blank and not decorated in anyway. It was like a laboratory or something.

I raided Chris's room and broke the door. Chris had melted.

Breakfast n tennants super strength lager.

This chopper was mad, wanted to take it stunting.

Ultimate bromance captured here.

Wizard status, maid in manhattan doobie master

Strange house/lab.

New Blog.

Because i have nothing to do these days, apart from sit around, skate and get drunk. It would be a good time to start a blogspot, and i will document my year out. Enjoy this space, you might even appear on it if you're badass. Peas.