3 posts tagged “vox hunt”
"The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire." -- Pamela Hansford Johnson
Show us a self-taken picture of the sunset.
Submitted by Connie.If someone tels me I do a lot of these, they are terribly terribly unfair.
Maybe
Show us a photobooth photo.
In the Drake Hotel is a very old photo booth machine.
When you go to a pub with a photo orientated group of people, it is, surely, inevitable that once they find out about the 44 year old photobooth, that they will cram into it and spend their money?
Of course.
Sadly, George and Gayla were first, which (whilst not all that sad) meant that the endearingly temperamental machine produced much better results for them than it did for George and I when we went in afterwards. Although I quite like the results, even if I was being more sensible in the first two (the ones George kept). This one was split between 'looking gormless'; and 'reacting to the gormless, and talking about how fast the flashes came'. They were, as may be apparent, very close together indeed. There was no real time to get any co-ordinated poses together, which I found disappointing.
Still. George sat on my lap, so it wasn't all bad. :)
Audio: Share a song that reminds you of a current or past relationship.
Hmmm. A long time ago. Something like 15 years ago. And, you know what? About 4 or 5 years ago, it very, very nearly became 'just another song'. Nearly. I suspect it will never separate that link, though. It was sufficiently closely tied with my (probably first real) relationship, that even a year or so ago, one of my closest friends (as he went to test his Hi-Fi installation with it) turned to me, paused, and said "Er. You ok with me playing this?".
I was very much surprised that he remembered. Almost shocked. And it made me appreciate him more as a friend (although I am totally incapable of ever expressing that other than in oblique, anonymous ways like this) and went some way to helping, oddly.
It will, however, always mean her. Part of me hopes it always does. Part of me wonders if that is because of, for the most part, I was so angry with myself for being so utterly unable to cope with the relationship at the time.
Regrets, as Mr Sinatra says, I've had a few.
