A thin client-based slide show system for advertising displays.

Back before social media was a thing, someone said it was vain to have a page with my pictures on. But now we have Twitter and Facebook and Instagram so who's laughing now? Now I guess the question is more: why do you still have a personal website?  Well at least it gives me a place to back up my photos that I actually have some control over.

I'm more comfortable behind the lens than in front, but a while back I started trying to keep a current picture on my site.  Before social media it was a lot harder to know what people looked like, which was a problem if you ever wanted to meet in real life.  Or just were really, really nosey.

Roger and Eva were getting married in Roger's native Edinburgh, which was about as far away from Chichester as you could get without needing a translator, but Foggy, Loukesy and myself hopped on an EasyJet and went anyway. I think the delays at the airport took longer than the flight.

Obligatory vaguely amusing anecdotes: the vicar telling the whole congregation that Roger had been made redundant that week; earlier as the flight landed Foggy pointed out that this might mean they'd have to cancel the honeymoon, and me pointing out that, being Scottish, he'd never cancel because he'd lose his deposit. That last one's more funny when you know that my ears had popped on the flight, so I said it at the top of my voice - on a 'plane full of Scots. Oh, and we got on the official wedding photos in our see-you-Jimmy hats. I almost made a fool out of myself comparing the sporrans people were wearing to dead badgers, until one guest turned around wearing a sporran made out of a badger's head. And probably the only Scottish wedding in history not to serve alcohol, although we found the hotel bar fairly quickly.

Rough and ready, unedited set of pics from Andy's Loukes' stag do. There might be some dodgy quality ones, as I just uploaded as quickly as possible.

Gabi's leaving do in the Nag's Head

There should really be more photographs of this momentous occasion, but frankly I was pissed. But in the good way.

Our third year going to Gordon's New Year bash

Our by-now annual appointment at Confucius's Chinese New Year celebrations

Pictures of the people and kit that hung around the Chichester offices!

A night out with the gang from work.  I was off the beer, but the others made up for it!