Who stole the cookies from the cookie jar?
Who, me? Yes you. Couldn’t be. Then, who?

Who, me? Yes you. Couldn’t be. Then, who?

Recently been holed-up (that sounds like it should mean something else) with a project that’s set to drop Monday. Friday marked the end of payment gateway testing and end-tying-up and we’re basically there. I’ve got a screencast to record and some stuff for my own peace of mind, so tomorrow will be a work day as well, but this site is so worth it.
Since starting at buffalo, I’ve gone from kinda soured towards programming and work in general to liberated by both. I’ve got an amazing amount of freedom both personal and professional (can you go out for 2 hours in the day to get tattooed without making excuses? No? I can) and (I’m allowed to say this because it’s true) I’ve produced 2 amazing websites since being there.
Anyway, photos:








This could’ve been a highly consequential discovery
Went for a cool little wander in Worcester this morning. It’s been ages since I took my camera out properly. I’ve been saving loads of inspiration to a photo collection on a new site I’m working on and I think it’s really doing me some good! I love the every-day subjects you get in those slightly washed-out film photos. There’s nothing monumental going on, it’s just every day and I like that!




Charlotte is as tall as the flood was in 1948.

I found my first abandoned area. It’s pretty scary wandering round somewhere—especially when you hear someone leg it when you shout.






