Listening to- the Black Uhuru- Guess whos coming for dinner
I love the adventure of developing a film, you can never tell whether your photos have turned out or not, and more often than not they-re scratched, dust- speckled, and the grainy colour tones are all off. But there's something about film that manages to capture a feeling of nostalgia and sentiment.
As it happened to be one of the nicest weekends the UK has seen this year (apart from the later drenching at the Bo Diddley set), I thought I'd venture down the to amazing Green Festival. It really is the mark of summer, and in an ever so beautiful fashion I decided to take the Nikon to get it all on film. However the camera had to retire for Bo Diddley when it started to rain, shame. Here they are;
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