That time of year again, Floriade. Although, to be truthful I haven't been since 1998 or so, haven't missed much by the looks of it. So I decided to do something different and have a try at black and white photography at a festival built around colours. There's something kind of alien about what came out of it all.

Then it was off to Adam's for wine and cheese. I brought a dead fish. I also may have sprained my ankle trying to ride Ben's freak-bike......and may have had a lie down part of the way through the night........great times!