I got some old photos developed yesterday, dating back to the good ol’ days of twenty ten, and i felt a little bit sad, all those wonderful experiences I had were now just memories, some of them i couldnt actually remember but at least i had a little bit of proof. They were taken with my lovely, oh so trendy, holga and also with a disposable camera, the photos have such an ‘old’ look to them and they really do look like memories, moments past and long forgot. But thats why photos are so friggin awesome, because you have this memory captured for eternity and thats why film photos are so much friggin awesomer because they are actually capturing ‘that’ moment, instead of with digital where you snap a hundred images and then choose the best one to show everyone. I cant talk, i do use digital quite a lot, and most of the photos i post on this blog are taken with my canon BUT i am going to make an effort to get back into the old fashioned ways of manual photography. Anyway, back to memories, i got a thinking about life, as i do a lot, and i thought that this moment right now will one day be a memory, and stuff i write down for this blog will in a day or so be a memory... hmm.. and well what i am about to talk about for the next few minutes are already my memories, they are moments that i will treasure forever and hopefully remember forever! And they are all captured on camera... aaa, photos...
here are some of my old memories from way back in 2010...
barcelona/toulouse ferris wheel - july 2010


beach in biarritz - august 2010


bikes toulouse - july 2010


double exposure - old toilets in alley cat (before they were painted over..boo!...) and view from the old days at macquarie st foodstore during one of our famous parties. december 2009/january 2010


barcelona july 2010


barcelona july 2010


gaudi park, barcelona, july 2010


biarritz - august 2010


berlin march 2010


So my last post was a couple of days before the wedding (which is now a memory – ok i will shutup about memories soon but i just think its kind of interesting). That was when ellie mckean existed, i said goodbye to that girl and i am now friends with a mrs ella taylor... awesome name. Yes. The wedding was beautiful. So wonderfully magical, i have never experienced a more lovely, magnificently romantic day full of laughter, champagne, food and love.
we all went down to marion bay; where ellie lives (oh sorry...) where ELLA lives, and we spent the pre-wedding night in anxious/excited anticipation. I woke up bright and early and hopped into bed with ellie (that was her name at the time) and the other bridesmaids, 5 in the bed and the bride said “im getting married!!!”
i have now found out that the best way to get ready for a wedding is to gather all your bestfriends, head to the beach and run like crazy women into the freezing cold water. Awesome. Then you do all the other girly stuff like hair and makeup and drinking champagne...
The drinks flowed all day – only champagne – and only the best – Moet, Jansz, Ninth Island etc etc.... but i now realise, that champagne makes me crazy (everyone else probably already knows this). it doesn’t just get me tiddly, or drunk, it doesn’t make me pass out or spew, it just makes me crazy. i danced all night, A LOT. And probably not normal dancing. Anyway.... the ceremony was gorgeous, grace made a lovely entrance by rolling down the sand dunes, ella and james were besotted with each other and i even shed a tear. the weather was actually incredible, the sun stayed out the whole ceremony and then it poured with rain as soon as we entered the hall for the reception. The reception was beautiful, of course, with emotional speeches and lots of laughter.. and ellie even asked me to write her a poem (she didn’t mention that i would be on the wedding program) so next thing i know i am announced as a ‘poet’ and i am standing before 100 people reading this out: (i am a little embarrassed about this and i don’t really know why im sharing it but...)

Back when we were pretty young
I thought boyfriends meant you had no fun,
You had to be serious and hug and kiss,
And hanging with the boy all the fun you would miss,
But miss ellie bellie you certainly proved me wrong,
Cos when you met mr james taylor your life became a song,
Every note was high, fun and happy,
The song was amazing, never once crappy,
Your smile was always spread wide across your face,
I knew then and there you had found your place,
Because Mrs Taylor you would one day be,
And i knew with that name you would be happy eternally,
You have always been so positive and inspiring and fun,
Love and laughter and life comes from you, warm like the sun,
With james by your side you are now complete,
And your life from this day on will be pretty much sweet...

So please people, don’t take me serious as a poet, i know this is pretty bad and not very poetically advanced or anything but its a bit of fun... and thats what i want with my writing, fun!
After the wedding I went on a little family holiday with ma and pa and nonis and granita down to stewarts bay which is pretty much a little slice of paradise, i swam in the little bit too refreshing water and kayaked around the bay a bit and we had lots of fun chillaxed times with games of scrabble and lots of reading. The weather was pretty normal with a little bit of rain, a little bit of sunshine and not much heat so there wasn’t much swimming, but the ocean was pretty churned up and looked quite exciting. So we went to remarkable caves to check out the views and what is usually a very pleasant sight... it was still a very pleasant sight but more like a scene from a 1950s sci-fi thriller or something, the water was like cappuccino froth spurting through the space in the rocks, tres magnifique!
this is my rad walking gear

apparently my granny used to own a 'scooter' just like this and she just cant believe she used to zip to work in it!!

oh you have to be careful way down the peninsular way, you never know when you might come into some trouble... like a roadside slasher!! holy bajeeessus!


so i think i have said enough and shown enough photos for now... but just remember that this moment will one day be a memory, just like you have that memory of eating your toast this morning, or the memory of how you forgot to write back to that friend...
anyway you should all remember this song. its by junip, called always.
i bought this album last week, its just wonderful. going to bring me memories of summer when i listen to it in a few months