coming by chance to the Royal Library in Copenhagen and after having read about Fixr, peeking in my bag to grab the camera to take a picture at the wall with the gallery of moments and finding out I forgot the camera in the Hotel.
Me, walking down Florence tiny roads and beatiful bridge, in the middle of a sunny winter day... with the feeling that everything would somehow work out and be fine again.
Il nostro primo bacio al porto di Fano in una serata invernale dopo uno spritz. Alcool, pazzia, amore? Amore of course
A pedra vôo e acertou o ônibus lá em baixo, o vidro. Depois que eu joguei a pedra eu me dei conta o quão estúpido foi. Eu devia ter uns 10 anos.
Jeg sidder i min mormors køkken i en alder af 5 år, jeg er syg og derfor har hun lavet havregød med kanel og smørklat.
Vi sidder på Rust på gulvet en søndag morgen musikvideoen er ovre men vi har fundet hinanden det bliver symboliseret med en stjerne
En mand går tur langs søerne med to hunde i snor. To svaner svømmer ved siden af. Hundesnorene danner et V. Det gør svanernes kølvand også.
Den sommeraften jeg fangede rigtig mange aborrer mens det blev diset omkring mig af mosekonebryg og solen gik ned
Me quietly sitting on a park bench in a hill town in Italy. Reading a book, loving the sunshine, listening to the children playing around me. In my mind, a perfect example of myself at peace.
Sidde i Kongens Have hele dagen og nyde sommervarmen indtil det bliver for koldt - derefter at gå på bar for at drikke øl og ryge smøger.
Your hand on mine, tracing a route on a london tube map... In fact i don't regret not photographing this, what i regret is taking the train instead of a chance.
Hald, pejsestuen. Jeg med hovedet saligt ned i sofaen, dig bøjet ned over mig i et forsøg på at få mig op.
My wedding picture during the Registraion ceremony while we exchanged our rings in copenhagen City hall.
When I sat in my room and read Return From Tomorrow by George G Ritchie while listening to Keith Green and finally understood and wanted to receive and received and exprienced the Grace of God through faith in the living God, Jesus Christ
Il "Buon Natale" soffocato da qualche lacrima della mia principessa, mentre in auto ci stavamo salutando per rivederci dopo le feste. *
I quattro tortelli che mi sono rimasti nel piatto ieri sera, in quella favolosa trattoria piacentina.
When I met my husband the first time. It was a blind date and he thpught I was blonde when I almost have black hair. Must have been a big surprise...
when I saw my daughter for the forst time. She couldn´t breathe but my voice started her lungfunction and she took her forst breath. She was taking in air - alive
My lover and I, deciding for a day that the revolution could wait for us up ahead, and spending the interceding moments laying on a table in an abandoned school, with rubble strewn about below us. Distant gunfire and the crackling of glass beneath boots can be heard, as we drift off into the same dream. The light is cold, the world is colourless, and our bodies remain fixed coffins, housing sorrowing thoughts of the inevitable. Though my eyes still are closed, my lips move each day to plead with you: "Come back..."
She is sitting on the bed.It's morning and she just woke up.Her face is blushy and still so round, filled with fresh dreams.Her long, straight,blonde hair are so puffy.A perfect frame for Karo's face.
your eyes in that particular moment, just happened once, you were seeing me like if we both where living under the water and I were the little mermaid father.
hej det er Denise fra medieskolen jeg gik i skole i går og så gled jeg da jeg steg ud af bussen. folk grinte meget af det og jeg begyndte at græde. øv bøv bussemand, sure tær i saftevand ! :(
To have the birth of out beautiful daughter Bethany and her first breaths as she longed for her Mummy
En fodboldspiller er blevet ramt af lynet til træning. Han spiller med nr 26 i FC Nordsjælland. Den sidste kamp i år 2010 skal spilles og det er samtidigt hans sidste dag på kontrakt. På grund af hans benprotese som han fik som følge af at blive ramt af lynet, så spiller han ikke med i den sidste kamp. Men han fyldes på stadion af en række spillere der alle har hans trøje på, nr 26. Da de forlader omklædningsrummet står han alene tilbage, et stykke væk står der 10-12 spillere med ryggen til ham, alle med hans trøje på. Farum Park dec 2010. Martin køhler jørgensen
halfway through using my neti pot this morning, it slipped from my hand crashing into the sink. The salt water exploded from it onto me, the wall, and the floor. The neti pot was still in tact.
I de toscanske vinbakker. Solen er ved at gå ned. Mit smukkeste syn. Min datter på ryggen af min mand. Jeg ser det og trækker det ind i mig. Først flere år efter forstår jeg min lykke og skønheden i øjeblikket.
Da jeg faldt af en af de nye heste på rideskolen. Lige da jeg landede kiggede jeg op og så det sorte heste ben stå lige foran mit hoved :0
Da mit hår var blevet klippet helt kort og jeg kiggede mig selv i spejlet. Det var over hoved ikke blevet som jeg havde håbet eller som den frisure jeg havde set på en plakat.
During 1987-8 when I was making my artproject "--->" between Odense and Stockholm and I arrived with my equitment and proper dress on, -I should have taken several but my camera battery was empty and then I closed my eyes, focus on the red diode to make it function again and it did work so for several photos´!
Den eftermiddag sidst i december efter arbejde hvor vi kyssede hinanden i mit køkken og vidste at ingenting mere var det samme
New years eve. Despair. Mom was sick and vomited in her bed, dad conveniently disappeared, and I told you on the phone that I couldn't make it to your party because of a headache. You left your own party and came. Your tall figure standing on the doorstep when I opened the door, snow falling on your hair and leather jacket, your hands tucked in the pockets of your jeans, your soft eyes when you shrugged your shoulders. That moment. That moment when I gave up pretending, and told you I didn't have a headache, and you nodded as you said: "I know." That moment. When I knew you knew. Everything. And it was okay.
I AM A FEMALE. I LOVE MY WIFE OR HUSBAND. I DON´T KNOW HOW TO DECIDE. SHE IS UNDER COVER, SO WE ARE NOT TOGETHER. I AM WAITING FOR HER. I DON´T HAVE ANY PHOTOGRAPH OF HER. PLEASE HELP ME.
da vi mødtes første gang - i køkkenet med glasskår på gulvet og den grædende værtinde der var gået i seng.
Da min far bad min mor om at holde deres dyre designerlampe, mens han lige skulle have fat i en boremaskine. Lampen endte på gulvet og er nu erstattet af en Ikea-udgave.
I was on the 87th floor of the Empire State Building. It was 6pm. The sight was wonderful. But my camera had no more battery. I cry every day thinking about it.
it's hard to believe, but even with all the time we spent together, I don't have a single photo of me and my dad.
Sleeping at a friends aunt the night before leaving Mumbai for Copenhagen, there was a gigantic parade in the middle of the night below the windows celebrating a hindu wedding
It was raining on a beach in cancun. The sky was dark and the water clear-blue. Kids were coming out of the water, laughing and runing.
Sitting in his little red Polo outside my house. Both nervous. Kissing for the first time. Two kisses in a row. Autumn outside.
Saw her in bright sunlight. Love at first instant. No hesitation. She hesitated. I knew. And we ate. Lunch at that bar in the port.
A poor woman in Xian, China, gave up while she was dragging herself in the sidewalk. She fell into her knees and no one around seeemed to bother.
Kopenhagen: Roses being sold on the street, while snow is all around: On the floors, on the umbrellas, and on the roses themselfs. =)
da jeg første gang lod mine øjene falde mod det smukkeste værk jeg nogen havde set; Mattisses kirke i provonce
Havørnen stod få meter fra mig og drak vand. Jeg turde ikke røre mig - kunne ikke få fat i kameraet.
When my grandfather died. My grandfather was very ill. I went back to my hometown Stubbekøbing where he lived. My mother was also there. We sat in the room with him. We noticed something. I took his hand and my mother touched his forehead. Suddently he stopped breathing. There was no sound in the room. We looked at each other and we both believed he died happy.
When I closed my eyes the outside seized to move. My body gradually moved towards weightlessness. On the edge of the vaacuum I opened my eyes to avoid the fall.
da min søn Inti så mig første gang og når jeg ser min datter Nyliv for første gang. ja og dag jeg mødte deres mor på strøget i kbh for første gang ......jeg elsker første gang
Watching my father's rock band from the wings as a young child. We weren't allowed in most of the show rooms - they were for adults only, so my sister and I would press ourselves against the curtains to watch, the members of the band rushing past for quick costume changes between acts. Sidelong glances of my dad as a famous, magical, loud person.
Just now-Looking down Støget full of people, the snow of yesterday, the christmas decoration hanging from above an the special moments of sun when it appears between the clouds.
Sidder i en bus på vej fra keflavik ind til Reykjavik, det er mørkt og det føles som om jeg lige er landet på månen. Jeg er alene på eventyr, starten på en rejse der ændrede mit liv.
Woke up hungover in a room that I had only moved into three weeks ago and checking my camera to see what happened the night before.
All of the times on my way to class in the morning and seeing the beauty around me, wanting to be a part of it all, but knowing that I would soon be stuck inside watching the sun burn the morning fog away.
Jeg vandrede i Rila Bjergene i Bulgarien. En aften var der den mest vidunderlige stjernehimmel. Den ville jeg gerne have indfanget.
På badebroen, det var sommer men vinden var kold. Det var en helt speciel føelse at ligge der i soveposen og føle sig helt alene med naturen.
I missed the time I had before I entered this exhibition.. And I wish I could take it back - to undo the done.
Min to-årig søsters ansigtsudtryk da hun udbrød: "far har du myrdet Tarzan" efter at han havde været til dyrelægen for at få vores syge kat aflivet.
"Er du ok?" - "Ja, er du ok?" Bilen er blevet påkørt bagfra på motorvejen og skubbet ud i midterrabaten, drejet rundt og holder med snuden den modsatte vej - og vores udtalte interesse i den andens velbefindende er et billede, der står tydeligt i min bevidsthed
My front bike wheel hit the car's rear wheel and I miraculously did NOT end up under the car who was in the WRONG, the mother fucker!
Dengang jeg dansede vildt på en mark på Livø i regnvejr efter min søster og jeg havde forsøgt at vælte en sortbroget ko, som stod og sov!
Vores gamle døve kat blev alvorligt syg og kom på Dyrehospitalet. Skulle opereres. Men det var risikabelt. Måske ville han ikke overleve. Men uden operation ville han heller ikke klare sig. Så der blev opereret, og han overlevede - og lever. Dagen efter operationen var vi ude og besøge ham. Som han sad dér - medtaget, med operationskrave, men i live - og begyndte at spinde, da han så os: det ville jeg gerne have haft et billede af!
Da jeg så en hvalfamilie i Mexico. Vi var i en lille båd midt ude på havet. Pludselig lagde en hvalfamilie sig lige ved siden af os. Jeg tænkte, at hvalerne var så store, at de ville kunne kæntre vores lille bitte fiskerbåd, hvis de ville, men hvalerne lå roligt ved siden af os. Desværre var mit kamera løbet tør for batteri, så jeg nåede kun at få et billede af en flok dovne pelikaner på vej ud af havnen, men da delfiner og hvaler hoppede omkring båden fik jeg aldrig et billede
De tyve der stjal mine bamser som min mor ved en fejl havde sat ud til storskrald, resten af skraldet var ikke taget, kun kassen med bamser. Satte efterlysningsseddel op men ingen meldte sig. Er sikker på det var naboen.
Udsigt over Alperne nær Aosta, ved daggry. Husker ikke året, men vi oplevede det sammen. Jeg vil aldrig glemme det.
Smith Street, Brooklyn, 2000: Du blæste en gigantisk tyggegummiboble op - og den sprang så du fik tyggegummi i hele ansigtet :)
Det var midt i en mindre "krig" i Tanzania. Masaierne havde stjålet kvæg fra en anden stamme, og det må de jo gerne, for Gud har skabt alt kvæg til masaierne. Men det var de andre ikke enige i, så de sloges med køller og sten. Da det hele var overstået, og alle var væk, kom der en meget gammel mand på en meget gammel cykel slingrende usikkert gennem bushen med et hævet spyd parat til kamp. Ham ville jeg gerne have haft et foto af.
jeg har lyst til at fotografere samtlige danske havnelokummer som jeg kom på i 50´ erne som barn. Så alle kunne se hvor rædselsfulde de var De var så forfærdelige både udvendige , men især indvendige , og det er lige de billeder indefra jeg gerne ville have taget. Jeg sad på en træbænk med hul og forsøgte at få en lort ud i lang tid, det svirrede med fluer fra det dybe træhul og der stank så forfærdeligt i det totalt umalede træskur. Det lykkedes akdrig at levere den lort, om det så var i Svendborg, Bogense ,Fredericia, Åbenrå. Men jeg ville have haft en time hver gang til at tage billedet i, så lang tid var jeg der inde hvergang i håbet om at få hul på den hårde mave jeg sparede op i løbet af den måned vi sejlede rundt i de danske farvande. Jeg fik aldrig taget billedet, og aldrig en lort ud. Så dette er mit forslag: Drømmen om de billeder jeg IKKE fik taget af danske havnelokummer INDEFRA i 1950 ´ erne.....
da min søster lige var blevet født da en leopard løb over gaden i Ngororokrateret i Tanzania, Afrika den aften jeg mødte min nye kæreste
Mit eget ansigt da jeg på en bådtur i Mexico blev spurgt om jeg havde lyst til at hoppe ud af båden og svømme sammen med hajerne
Vi kom gående mod hinanden, men du gik forbi mig. Jeg vender mig om efter dig to gange. Forgæves. Men tredje gang smiler du til mig - vi smiler til hinanden.
Står på banegården, står og venter på én, jeg kender. Jeg ser ham og bliver lykkelig. Bare det kamera havde fået det hele med.
Det udtryk hun havde i ansigtet da hun så det maleri jeg havde malet af hende og tidligere på dagen havde stillet frem til hende i hendes lejlighed mens hun ikke var hjemme
Vi gik en tur og kom forbi et træ da det pludselig begyndte at regne voldsomt. Vi søgte læ under et træ og stod tæt presset sammen i dels et forsøg på at ikke blive gennemblødte, dels fordi det bare var så dejligt at mærke hinanden
I was in Belize, in a tropical rainforest. A cute little monkey lay in my arms, and hugged me. I was smiling.
In Vietnam, when we’d had a few drinks, we were having fun dancing around and when we finally got exhausted and collapsed on the bed, I told you how I’d been reckless with my body and with somebody else’s heart. We lay side by side, facing the ceiling, and all of a sudden I was crying. The moment was in complete contrast to the fun we’d been having. You turned to face me and you told me I’d made a mistake and that I was still a good person. You were shocked and you understood my guilt. That night, you really were the best a friend could be.
The wind so strong it whips up a sandstorm. Clouds of beige hovering above the ground, tiny grains mixing with the air, moving together, in unison. Running, running fast, towards the sea. Calves stinging with the beating of the sand, red, red raw. Feet hit the wet sand, leaving white circles, forcing the water out. And then, just then, toes hit the water. cold. cold. cold! Still running, water getting higher, speckles splashing onto the face, the nose... the lips. Tongue out - Lick. salt! Arms spread wide catching the water in the palm of a hand. And then stop - stop running. Stop and look. Stop and breathe.
Just before she left for holiday. It was a beautiful day, the sun shining brighter than ever before. We went for a walk in Thurstaston gardens. She sat on the bench and I lay across it, resting my head on on lap. She kept my hair from getting in my face with her hands, while her own was engulfing her face. I looked up and all I could see was the most beautiful smile ever. It made the sun shine brighter, and the contrast between the sky and the clouds had never before been in such harmony, "perfect" as at that moment. I won't ever forget that moment, but I do wish I had a picture to help me remember that moment from time to time as we get older. Maria, forever loving you.. Roy.
The look on my face when I said 'that guy's hair is sparse' and Sonya went 'his teeth are even sparser'.
When I met Marlena (California Soul) Shaw. I was so excited I forgot to get a picture with her. Although she oozed enough soul and funk to make the memory permanent.
A photograph of my happy and relaxed self in Hannah's Bar, Liverpool, with my best friend; it was the first time in years that I finally felt free of the burdens I had carried and my best friend was instrumental in helping me to overcome the past.
When I seen a massive UFO on Everton Brow joined by four smaller craft, merge into one and then shoot of towards Birkenhead. I then realised I had lost 2 hours of time in what I thought was 30 seconds.
from clifton,bristol at night overlooking the rusting hulk of Brunel's SS Great Britain, transported home from South America,but unrestored,mighty but sad,its only life the light from the nightwatchman's cabin,as he leans out of the porthole,smoking.
Being bitten by a stray dog outside my Grandma's house in Kirkdale, it wasnt a bad bite but the experience sent me into a kind of dream-like state of shock and I was found wandering down the back alley way by a neighbour, who, as she spke to me, aroused me from my walking coma, I was quite sad to be back in reality.
Last weekend - being curled up with him in his bed, all our limbs totally tangled together, with his little dog between us like a baby. His arms and legs all round me, my head resting on his dog. The warmest, sleepiest bliss.
When I sat up talking with a stranger all night long and felt like I had known him for years. I don't think I will ever see him again, but he made me realise that there are more people I can love in this world.
I think I saw a ghost once. It was a grey figure that shook my shoulder as I was lying in bed dozing. When I raised my hand towards it, it moved away out of the room. I'd love to have a photo to confirm it wasn't a dream.
we were waiting for a bus when one came along we asked are freind craig maxwell to ask were the bus was going as he jumped on the bus to ask its destinations the bus doors closed on him everyone stared at disgust as he squirmed and struggled to get out of the bus doors. Me and my freinds fell about laughing well the bus driver wasw astonished at craigs stupidity
on theway to alton towers theme park we nearly died !!!! because of the snow !!! sophie was laughing it off me and livvie ere screeming and jess was not saying anything it was quite funny <3x
In art we were all sitting round and then we decided that we should do something then we our friend said she would lash orange peel at us, we went no you won't so she did and there was a huge fruit fight....
Being too intoxicated to see a doorframe as I skipped into it with haste. I iwsh I could have taken a photo of the ceiling and the faces of my friends around me like a TV dream sequence - 'twould have been priceless.
when me and my boyfriend first kissed 4 years ago in Croxteth Park underneath a tree in the pouring rain, and discovered we were being watched by a stoned park warden.........the embarassed looks on our faces would have been hysterical to look at now!!! The perfect Kodak moment :)
the day my friends dad surprised their sleeping cat drilling outside...it jumped up in shock and landed with a foot in a vase and got stuck
The moment when I slipped climbing a rockface in Cornwall and Chris caught my arm and prevented me falling to a certain death
Latitude festival... when Alex fell off his camping chair. Everyone else's faces when we got the megaphones out. When I saw a small man painted head to toe in blue dressed like a Smurf and chained to his friend by the wrist.
Will Self was climbing into a bin after cinnamon bizzaro, he caught him and then threw snakes into his legs. Dem Hunger soundtracked it.
Midnight, New York City Pier. No cars, no sound, just the ever changing traffic lights. We lye in the street, waiting for nothing, and call it love. Time took on no measure until of course the police came :)
in arcadia, Maine with my girfriend, rockclimbing above the clear blue ocean, hanging upside down off of a rock sharing spiderman and mary-jane moment.
When my mother died i came down the stairs and saw her in her bed she had the palest skin and yet she looked like she was asleep dreaming a beautiful dream, I wish i could have captured this as i knew that she was no longer in pain.
on a day trip as a child my Dad had what we still call his "superman day" on the way to the seaside we saw a car crash, Dad pulled the driver out of the car and made us wait until the ambulance arrived. They did about 30 minutes later and we went on our way.... About an hour later we came across a child climbing on the rocks above a clift edge and he had lost his footing, Dad gave him a hand before he fell. At which point we decided that was enough exciement for one day and went home!!
Brendan walking into a lamp post while pretending to look at a tea urn in Aberystwyth (he was really looking at 2 young ladies.....)
The four of us in the park. It's just an ordinary park, so you never ask someome to take your photo like you might on holiday. and no-one volunteers. But it would remind me of our closeness on very ordinary days. Life is about the everyday things.
That moment in Paris. That moment when you said YES! with that huge smile on your face. Were engaged!
Our first date in the park, but I don't need a camera to remember it...I'll never forget the day I fell in love.
great big road sign "men at work" I looked on to see 4 sleeping men in the cab of their lorries at 11am - Wished I had a camera!
I wish I had more photos of my Mum and Dad together, happy, enjoying their lives and relationship. My Mum became a widow far too young, with two small children to look after. I wish I had the photos because it would mean she would have them too.
The birth of my three daughters was amazing. Jane, Kelly and Clare. Then they grew up. Ah well.... I'm really quite proud.
Running across the Williamsburg Bridge, fatigued beyond belief, and getting teary eyed listening to This American Life on my iPod.
The day my daughter sang Blackbird acapella in front of the entire infant school, teachers and parents, and didn't get a word wrong. When she finished everyone clapped and all her friends turned round to see how proud I was. I couldn't see very well through my tears so probably would have taken a rubbish photo...but the memory is there.
Seeing Iggy Pops beautiful multi-coloured Spaceship fly over the lake , over the skeleton trees and past the moon at The Reading Festival 1989....
That time when I made you eat the super hot chilli sauce and you ran off down the road crying and wailing. Then I ran after you laughing until I was almost sick. I really hope someone caught that moment. Someone that tall makes a really impressive view when caught by chilli pain.
Eating cherries with Sarah in the Bluecoat garden (before they ruined it). There was juice all over us and, well...it was quite erotic.
Erin ran around in circles, screaming and catching the attention of many who passed by thinking there was spider on her shoulder, but to her dismay it was only abit of tobacco. Nevermind she still thinks asda is a country
this one time i was walking down 4th street and i felt something heavy on my foot and then a loud bang. had no idea what happened until i saw the horrified look of the lady walking towards me and saw the rat scurrying away. rat-football!
A beach in the Caribbean, she's Canadian, I'm a Brit - she's on vacation, i'm just on holiday with the rents. She's lying in the sand, laughing with her friends. I cannot take my eyes off her, she's totally incredible. Like out of this world beautiful. Her group begin to walk up the beach towards the bar, I noticed to she's left her sandals behind. Do I pick them up and run after her? Course I do. Me: Excuse Me Her: Eh? Me: You forgot your sandals. Her: Wow. Your Eyes Me: *blushes*
when I explained to my boyfriend how important my eyelashes were and he waited until my eyes were closed to steal the biggest.
2006 World Cup - France beat Brazil - It seemed like the whole of Paris came out onto the Champs Elysees to celebrate and I was in the middle of it. Amazing!
Tony from Anfield trying to kick a football at Ian and his trainer flying off, up into the air and nearly hitting him.
The last words my best friend spoke to me as she hugged me in her arms one last time . . . "I love you"
Spinning under a full moon with semi-strangers on a white, white beach in Mozambique. And the pink desert in the sky last night. Some things, your phone camera just can do justice to.
The first few moments of my daughters life. I briefly lost conciousness during delivery and missed it.
Sitting with the lovely people in an old dinghy full of holes, half burried in the sand at the beach on Rhos point in N Wales eating ice cream just after finishing exams.
Me and my best friend went on holiday to Devon last year in a caravan with her family. There were many times that I wished I had a camera other than the terrible one on my phone, which broke halfway through, but one paticular moment was when we were sat outside. It was going on midnight, and we were sat outside on this play frame just talking, and a shooting star flew by. We watched it and carried on our conversation, but the moment of silence was the greatest I had ever experienced - I felt so at peace with the world, and so happy I had my friend.
I wish I had a photo of the baby that never was. I may not have been able to keep it, but I'd have liked to have just one photo of the baby I made with the man I love. As it was, they wouldn't even let me glance at the screen of the ultrasound. It was still my first baby, even if it was the baby that never was.
Our last night as a four in Lancaster. I'll forever miss the days of us 4 girls being so close to one another. Our regular Lancaster WI nights and the cups of tea and cakes we shared. I wish I'd captured more of them on film to remember just how happy I was with you all there... ...still the Lancaster WI lives on in spirit, the locations and frequency have just changed
I wish I had a photograph of my Dad when he caught my sister and I in his bed right after we'd eaten his whole box of malteasers and started drinking his bottle of coca cola. I suppose I wish I had more photographs of the funny moments we shared before he took his own life. I want photographs of his smiles, to see that he did enjoy parts of his life or perhaps to see that he enjoyed the parts of his life with us in it.
dark glasses, leather jacket, early morning sunshine, bottle of wine singing 'Milkshake' by Kelis in the style of an Irish traditional reel........
A man weaing aviator sunglasses and jeans, barefoot on a beach holding an umbrella in one hand and a kitten in the other
A little boy chasing pigeons under the Eiffel tour, blowing a horn and at them and laughing when they fluttered away. He did it over and over and over again.
Phil freaking out and trying to get out of his boat at the top of house rock rapid on he Corruh river, as a coach load of tourist appeared at the top of the gorge to watch us run it. He got too embarresed and got back in and we all nailed it. The camera was in the raft and it was too far away to get the look of terror on his face.
Sat in a park on a hill on a bench overlooking Bristol with him in the sunshine. We had a magic roll and a rocotillos milkshake each and all was good.
I would like to have the following photographs in a double frame: The first time I arrived at my soon-to-be-boyfriend's house for our first date to capture the horrendous outfit he'd pulled together in nervous haste. and The last time my then husband smiled at me with his beautiful mouth moments before he died. In both we'd have the same look in our eyes - overpowering love and abject terror
One news years eve I headed up from London to a party in Liverpool. There were a lot of people there and I managed to catch the eye of a young, beautiful girl who lived locally. We chatted for a good while during the evening and at the end of the night we exchanged phone numbers and vowed to meet again. A few months later I got a text. The girl I had met in Liverpool was going to be in London working and wanted to meet up. Keen to impress I tidied my room, changed my sheets and put on a clean shirt before leaving my flat to go and meet her. The evening went very well and conversation flowed easily between us over glasses of wine. We laughed, we joked and we kissed and at the end of the evening we headed back to my place to continue the romance. In the bedroom things got off to a great start as we kissed and undressed. Caught up in the throws of passion, however, I had initially failed to notice the pools of blood that were forming all over myself, the bed and my new found lady friend... Suddenly... a shriek. I looked up and too my horror there before me lay my date covered in blood, "It's not mine" she said... and sure enough she was right it was my blood... and it was everywhere. Somehow in the heat of the moment my blood pressure had risen to such an extent that it had forced a number a blood vessels in my nose to explode resulting in a torrent of hemoglobin to project from both nostrils all over myself, my bed and my new found love interest turning our little love nest in to something forensics may expect to find at the scene of a violent murder. Much to my amazement the girl in question was very understanding and managed to draw humour as oppose to revulsion from the situation. Something I'll always admire as a strength of her amazing character. Meanwhile, my embarrassment continues to fade.
It was a winter morning and I was about six or seven years old. My Auntie was looking after us because my Mum and Dad were out on a secret mission. When I spotted the Land Rover winding it's way down from the rocks towards our house, I put on my wellies and ran out to meet them. My Dad stepped out of the car and from the inside pocket of his Barbour jacket produced Bertie, the sweetest black and white bearded collie pup in the world. We have loads of photos of Bert, but none in a coat pocket.
Watching my girls face as she realised she had just took Gold in her ski school race I was crying too much to even think of the camera when I saw how happy she was
Wearing gold pants and shoulder pads whilst lying on a couch in the arms of a man who looks like Jesus. We were in a warehouse watching Paris is Burning projected as big as the wall, surrounded by similarly obscure looking and bleary eyed lovers.
My Brother living in Australia now has a baby, whom I have never met. I'd love to have a big family photo of us all together, grandparents, kids, grandkids - all 13 of us but we'll never all be in the same place at the same time probably.
When I went to see Britney Spears, and Aaron Carter was supporting... he got cocky with his backflips and flipped right off the stage.
When quite small, after a swimming lesson I found that my Mum hadn't packed my underwear. I literally got down and prayed for some pants to appear, I was so terrified of being caught with no pants.
sat in a bar in san sebastien in northern spain. ate a small sea food salad and supped a cold basque - cider, alone with the waiter. and smiled.
The New Year's Eve I was absolutely furious at my Mum because she didn't wake me up to see the new year in... she said she let me sleep because I had a showjumping competition in the morning. I threw a tantrum and slammed my new velvet show riding hat on the floor. Height of spoilt horse-obsessed middle class bliss.
My mum had gone to hospital in the middle of the night to have my little brother. I remember getting up in the morning to find my aunty asleep on the couch. "Why are you wearing you Pyjamas?" - she was wearing her brand new ultra-fashionable 80's jumpsuit.
I was 5 years old. Going on holiday with my family. i remember running down the corridors of the hotel each day, at the crack of dawn, to knock on my grandads door. I couldn't bear the thought of missing the routine of 'morning excercises'. Now when i look back they weren't really exercises- completely silly and probably done for my benefit.
My first kiss at the school disco, when the boy walked away and said "eugh" as he wiped his mouth. My crestfallen face probably would have made a great picture.
The day I got picked up from my Child-minder's and saw my sister for the very first time, sat in the back of the Rover in my mums arms. I wasn't impressed.
My dog always forgets to put her tongue back in after licking her nose, so it looks like she's pulling a tongue at you. I've never managed to capture it on camera and she's 13 this year.
When I asked for a Barbie scooter for Christmas I was dead excited to have a scooter to ride around everywhere. Except when I opened it, it was a tiny scooter for your Barbie and not life sized or motorised at all. I tried to do a grateful face but I was only seven and probably hadn't honed my lying skills just yet. Devvoed.
Just me and him holding hands whilst lying on our backs, in the tomb at the heart of the Great Pyramid of Giza. We were humming Agnus Dei and our voices echoed on and on until it was as though the sound came from miles away. When we stood, up an Egyptian boy jumped out of the shadows and pinched my bum, we hadn't been alone after all.
The look on my Mum's face when I showed her my tattoo. Even though I'm 24 years old, I still hid it from her for a week.
When my old band played with Gaz and Danny from Supergrass we shared a dressing room. All the hardcore fans that snuck backstage were confused by us three strangers sat in the corner. I was super starstruck, but they shared their rider with us and before long I was eating strawberries and cake and drinking champagne with them. The best bit was when I got to put red lipstick on Danny, and I always do a little chuckle when I see Supergrass in the media, knowing he wore my favourite lippy on stage. I wish I had taken some photos because nobody ever believes that it happened, but at the time I was too scared of them thinking I was weird.
My Dad giving me a 'well done' twenty pound note through his embarrassed tears the day I got my GCSE results!
Christmas day when I was about eight or nine. I'd opened all my presents....or so I thought, my Dad asked me to go into the kitchen and there was my first mountain bike. I don't think I have ever been so happy.
The faces of the picturehouse staff after the England vs Germany 4-1 game in the world cup of 2010. Gutted.
Sitting by the beach with my dad, while he was talking about his life as a young boy, for the first time. We'd never laughed so hard together. I never realised that would be our last conversation.
It was at the best party I had ever been to, 3 of us were sat in the corner on a sofa giggling to ourselves, it was the first time we'd ever had laughing gas from balloons. We were laughing so hard through a combination of the gas and that we were truely enjoying ourselves that we didn't notice the ceiling collapse.
Ian Paisley came to our village with a crowd of his supporters -they looked savage and alien though they came from Belfast.Only a few miles away.It was a vision of what was to happen , a tide of hatred nd bloodshed. I wish I had had a camera so I could check my memory with that event.