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Me in Manhattan, summer 1996, not long after my 21st birthday. With photographer Pete Millson (still one of my best pals). In the midst of a press trip to write about the band Lilys for the NME. Still the only time I’ve been to the US. Kind of miss that Teenage Fanclub t-shirt.

“We walked on the river bank in a cold wind, under a grey sky. We both agreed that life seen without illusion is a ghastly affair.”

~Virginia Woolf

Dry Hard.

You’ll never guess who serviced my clothes dryer.

I just had a swim in here. Central Otago 4 life.

Ravel’s Jeux d’eau playing inside, birds playing something just as beautiful outside

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