At an exhibition near Brick Lane

At the new Saatchi Gallery in London. This mural had tiny ants on it (not real ants).

This model was licking the floor. Quite life like, it took me a few seconds to realise it was an installation.

Out and about

At a Codes In The Clouds gig

At the new Tate Exhibition. Apparently the time is years in the future when it rains continuously in London. The Turbine Hall has been turned into a bunker of sorts, sparsely furnished with bunk beds and books to read.

Cue dinosaurs

Cue giant apple cores.

At the local Pub. During the week I play poker with friends here. Frankie works on Tuesday nights.

I can’t remember the dog’s name but he likes beef jerky.

Lee, moaning because I made a photo of him during a hand. :)

Hamed, my favourite opponent here

Martin raising with some serious business. Or not. But probably serious business.

Daniel Negreanu. At the WSOPE, not the pub.

John Juanda won this bracelet and some fat cash at the earlier WSOPE main event. £868,800 to be exact.

Three players remained at this point. They were on a break when I made this shot.

As some of you may know I develop my own black & white photos. What I’ve noticed is many people don’t realise how easy it is to develop film in their own home, so with the help of a glamorous assistant I will show them how I do it.

Watch this space!

Geeky stuff: Canon EOS 3, 24-70 f2.8L lens;  Kodak Tri-x 400 +2. Voigtlander Bessa R2m, 35mm 1.7 Ultron, Tri-X +2. APX 100

Went to a thanksgiving dinner party last night, pictures below. But first…

The guy on the left: Shouldn’t he just shave it all off?

Someone’s home for the night. There’s a Gucci bag in the corner.

Another one for my collection of accidental hand shots..

Tanya saw this bottle of Courvosier against the wall and thought it was hilarious. I guess she was having a ‘this is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen’ moment.

The front half of her badge fell off but she still wears the other half like a trooper.

We went to the Tate Modern to see the new exhibition in the Turbine Hall. It’s a crack in the floor by Doris Salcedo named Shibboleth. The exhibition is about racism and colonialism. For me, the exhibition is about ridiculous tourists.

Yes, let’s examine the cracks in the floor. The tension in the hall is so thick one could almost cut it with a knife.

Let’s get a thrilling close-up shot of the crack.

This crack demands closer inspection! That is some serious crack.

Brandy hosted a thanksgiving dinner party at her place. A bunch of people came over for it including Eva the French baguette, complete with new hair.

David got pretty twisted..

….but arguably not as twisted as Sean. BRING OUT THE PERMANENT MARKER.

Good times, good times.

On my way to work and my neighbours are going for a stroll…

Riding along the River Thames. You can’t really read it that small, but it says coffee shop. Scanner didn’t like the darkness here.

Treasure hunting

Since Romania joined the EU, a lot of young ‘uns have come to South England. This group wash car windows on a main road. Even if you say no, they’ll wash it and not ask for money. Bit of a hole in their business plan there.

The guy driving the Mercedes tried to stop her by driving forwards, but she ignorantly followed him and kept trying to wash the window. After making this shot her friend came over and started shouting at me – hard to have a conversation with someone who speaks four words of English. “Why? Give me money.”

This one could benefit from their service.

Towards the end of last week, the middle of Trafalgar Square was covered in grass.

Mike Ramsden, BBC London News.

This guy is walking around barefoot on bird shit. He’d give tourists seeds to feed the flying rats, then demand £1 from them.

Guy walking around with a huge snake.

Met this crazy fool for lunch.

I have to crouch down to fit her in the frame properly. Bloody small people. Ok she’s not even small, the problem is I’m 6″4.

Had dinner with the ever ridiculous Ewa.

We were on the bus and this granny was eyeing me up from across the road. She waved goodbye when the bus started moving again.

Going home and the police are testing a bomb detection device at Pimlico station. I think that is what it is. This lady is lucky she’s not carrying a bomb. She could have been arrested.

I left my ipod in Ewa’s bag when we had dinner so I went to pick it up the next day. Can’t go riding without an ipod.

Ewa’s tired morning face

Checking exposure. Sometimes I press the shutter by accident.

Tanya was using my EF 35mm lens. It’s not USM and she likes the noise the autofocus makes.

She had her first Wagamama experience today.

We went to the Tate Modern. They had some weird stuff going down this long weekend. On one side of the turbine hall you could find three people sitting by a piano, with an audience sleeping, having a picnic, reading a book or meditating.

On the other side was a carousel with a long line of toffee apples. People were allowed to eat the apples after 3pm.

Back to work tomorrow. Bah.