oh, how we laughed...
...as the bucket-load of warm water hit my camera full in the lens.
(at exactly the same time as this frame was shot)
hahhahahhaaaaaaaaaaaa...(buggr).
cameras without waterproof housings DO NOT LIKE WATER
spent the day taking pictures of a beautiful polish model, wearing a bikini (her not me) having buckets of (warm)water thrown at her.
wasn't a bad day.
for me at least: wasn't the most pleasant shoot the model had ever been on.
wanted to shoot on the street outside the factory (instead of in the yard) just so we could have some bloke walk past and phone their friend going 'f***ing hell mate: you gotta see it: there's this skinny model bird just wearing a bikini, having buckets of water being thrown over her and letting this geezer take pictures of her: it's f***ing brilliant mate'.
z and his (bumped) head
feels like there's a lot to be taking pictures of at the moment...
which undoubtably means there's a lot going on.
which is good: i'd be unhappy if it was anything but this way...
z's head looks worse than it is (apparently).
maximum is such a arty, sensitive boy.
z seems to be quite a bruiser: certainly seems to spend a lot of time bruised.
he's very confident and bashes his way through life.
i'm hesitating writing this as i don't want them to read it later in life and get into some self fulfilling prophecy thing.
but it is funny to see that they both have such different characters.
i hope they will both be equally sensitive to the world around them...
not that it's an easy lifestyle being so affected by everything but i do think you get more back in return being so aware...
both me and mrs.perou are feeling broody again.
but we kinda have to stick on the two lovely boys that we've already got.
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