Day 181

Crappy photo, brilliant night. David O'Doherty at the Udderbelly. Udderly brilliant. My Belly still aches from all the laughing.

Day 180

Futurising in shoreditch. The only event I've ever had a VIP pass to.

Day 179

Batik.

Day 178

My cushion stitched by Grandma.

Day 177

The boys (Robin, Jake & Dave) relaxing after a lovely picnic in Victoria Park.

Day 176

Critical Mass June 2010, just after we set off from under Waterloo Bridge.

Day 175

Final year show at London College of Communication. Individual life-size oil paintings of stamps.

Day 174

Down by the Thames on the hottest day since memories began. En route to see Henry IV at The Globe.

Day 173

Sun, fun, and boat-based picnicking. Good day.

Day 172

Sarah arriving home from the garden centre with her packhorse laden with plant-based goodies.

Day 171

Family of swans - Fathers' Day on the boat.

Day 170

Staying overnight on the boat in Hackney.

Day 169

I meant to take a photo of the Vietnamese restaurant sign stating "welcome your own wine", but alas, I forgot. This was taken on the way home. I do like the "twenty's plenty" slogan.

Day 168

Frisky & Mannish at the Udderbelly. Absolutely amazing show.

Day 167

Kevin, looking a bit stunned by the surprise party. Happy "21st" Kev.

Day 166

Spot the difference... Attached to a wall on Dalston Lane.

Day 165

The Delarre Brothers play some folk to some folk at a lunchtime gig. Part of the Spitalfields music festival.

Day 164

Happy as a pig in muck. (Hackney City Farm)

Day 163

Iris enjoying the last of the sunshine. Mark's 29th birthday celebrations.

Day 162

Thought I should document the existence of bees before they all disappear.

Day 161

The weird and wonderful world of Spitalfields market. A Senate House sign? Just what I was looking for...

Day 160

A day of reflection.

Day 159

I was pretty distracted today and nearly forgot to take a photo, but Bananagrams came to the rescue at the last minute.

Day 158

Some invigilators took my previous masterpiece as inspiration it seems...

Day 157

Two-tone rose.

Day 156

So he's not dead apparently. He goes busking down by the London Eye of a saturday afternoon.

Day 155

Who says central london parking's expensive? Just moor up on the pier...

Day 154

It's not every day that the restaurant you're eating in turns into a film set outside, with gladiators chatting on their iphones between takes.

Day 153

Lighting in the barbican for Toumani Diabate. Amazing gig.

Day 152

Sculpture near Somerset House.