what...
once...
was...
...is no longer.
the perou factory is DEAD.
only a corner remains.
weird.
to stand outside the container which held so many precious memories and good times and to see it so forsaken and abused.
actually, i'm not as sad about it as i thought i would be.
the farm is even more special than the factory.
i didn't think it would be this way but i'm VERY happy to be out of hackney wick.
it's OVER.
and when the gypsies DO move in, i won't be swinging by to take photos.
props to everyone who visited that old factory either for work or pleasure.
onwards and upwards...
last night's thunder and lightning storm ended spectacularly with an incredible lightning bolt that blasted straight down into the fields behind the house.
i've never seen or heard such a powerful smack before.
i expect hamilton (the peacock) was very happy for the near miss.
i wouldn't roost on a roof in a thunder storm.
today, i drove to town, knackered and did a little shoot for my old friend keg (from tomato) for something up-coming.
had a pint at 'the eagle' after and drove back to the farm with frances for a solid week of post (production).
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