Way Out West (ish)
Last week we packed up the car and headed down to the Welsh/English border for a week working with our distributor there.
Last month just me and Him Indoors went down, but this time we took some reinforcements in the form of Billie and Tony. Our mission was to supervise the movement of our "deep stock" into our UK distribution partner, Forte's, new space. We drove down on Sunday so we'd be able to get an early start Monday morning.
We stayed in Clearwell, right on the edge of the Forest of Dean. Clearwell didn't even have a corner shop, it was that small! We ventured into the nearest town, Coleford, for a look around on Sunday and saw this lovely old shop, completely caught in a time warp. Check out the great advertising signs for Players, Star and Capstan.
We ate a lot of lovely food. Mostly cheese.
Forte's new warehouse is in this tiny little industrial park located in a gorgeous valley, next to a deer park. It's unbelievably beautiful.
Billie was really excited about going for country walks.
Billie got treated to sausages (not just one! two!) for breakfast one morning by the lovely Elaine at The Wyndham Arms.
It was a really tough week of work and we ended up having to stay a day later than we meant to, but we got so much done. With the help of everyone at Forte we ingested 32 pallets of stock in four days. Something like a miracle, really. On the way home we stopped off to pick up some goodies from Trealy Farm, which you can read about over on The Gannet.
My Days.
Well I killed another camera. Yep, the Canon S80 is busted. Needs £150 worth of repairs -- about half what it cost. This has upset me because of course, I covet a better camera now. I am thinking it's time to step back in the real world and get a digital SLR.
Lovely, wonderful Damon bought me a new Casio supercompact to cheer me up. A new version of the one I used to have (and broke - actually I had three. Lost one, broke two.) This is nice because I can have it, literally, in my pocket all the time. The S80 was a little bit too big for that. In fact I think what killed it was having it in my handbag all the time. I do treat cameras badly. But then what's the point of having one if you don't have it with you all the time?
Anyway, to celebrate my devolution back to supercompact, I'm documenting my world. This is partly inspired by my friend Eric's snapshots of his daily commute over there in Pennsylvania. I think we may be attempting to inject excitement into a desperate and grey reality, but HEY. At least we're trying.
A full, unabridged and no-holds-barred version of My Days will be available on Flickr. You'll have to be a a friend/family of mine over there to see them all though. I think even my friends and family will wish they didn't have to see it after a while, so don't fall out of your chair to get there. However, to tempt you, by using Flickr's fabulous notes feature I will be offering insightful, exclusive, revealing and humorous commentary on my photos. For a thrill-a-minute tour of my desk, click through the photo above.