back to berlin

we flew to berlin and landed with the first night bound to be horrible. we had to sleep in the airport cafe. well, it was cindy's diner with a children's play pool that wasn't the best idea at 6am for us

to pass the day time first, we took the airport express to the city, and we ate italian (i found a german meal on the menu though!) and explored 

2am dealings, sat outside terminal D, playing cards and drinking 85 cent beer. good beer too

my sleepy boy

after being woken at 5am by 'cindy' we found ourselves laying in sleeping bags, by the car park, listening to the planes land and leave, trying to sleep. eventually at 12, our coach was there and we could get to melt festival!

but then it rained. and we waited by the side of the autobahn, watching other coaches zoom past when our driver was just too scared. eventually the rain left and we got there

  

and we thought it was a good idea to shave tomo's head - after a trip to lidl, a few (even cheaper) beers and the worst thunderstorm we ever got caught in

bad idea

the boys made good bikini models

but my camera lens wasn't allowed into the arena, so that's all i got from melt. apart from pictures on tomo's camera. but they can stay there, secret. and i won't even mention how amazing lana del rey was, or justice, or bloc party. i'll just let you imagine

back to berlin. city people

  

and that's it. i was rubbish with my camera. i wish i took more pictures, i always do the same

there's a few on my instagram too though - @jessicaheaps

now i am just watching the olympics obsessively and telling myself that i need to get a life (and get better)

time to plan this video i am making...

new home

i have a new home, but it isn't really here or there. it's hard to fit in sometimes. it's strange waking up with your hand in someone else's. but it's nice. it's nicer than nice

wandering with hanah in the woods. it rained so hard that we crawled home, soaked and frozen half to death. i'm going to take pictures here soon, if only someone will let me take pictures of them

my favourite things

i'm not ginger anymore and this is old now

beat-herder festival things - the most amazing weekend

just things

when maxxie played at a gig in bradford

best friend

the foxes faux in keighley, on the olympic torch relay day. their music is so lively and sweet, it's music that makes you giggle

keighley in bloom. i can't wait to leave this town, yet i know i'll miss it when i go. it's a strange one

i don't know why i do blog posts like this. i guess i just like to think that people find them interesting. like reading someones diary, like a book. but my life isn't good enough of a story to read in that way

i have my berlin and melt festival pictures to do now. this will take me days on end