I WANT TO EAT A NUT OF LAERMA!

JUST IN TIME FOR HALLOWE'EN...

I've assembled an entire album comprised solely of self-pics (by which I mean pictures I took either by holding the camera pointing towards my face, or in a mirror). A more horrific menagerie of ghastly visages you will never see. Beware! Beware! BEWARE!



I think I'm missing a couple, like one of me holding one of the cats from Rye Hill Cottages.

EDIT: I found the photos I was referring to, but they're technically not self-pics, since, obviously, someone else was holding the camera (a Kodak disposable, so there was no timer or anything like that). I'll just post them here.

The cat's name is (or, maybe, "was", since these photos were taken eight years ago) Harry, one of several cats at Rye Hill Cottages (East Haddon, Northamptonshire) at the time.





Unfortunately, these photos were in a packet of photos that I put in a box that was by a windowsill, and they got rained on a couple of times, so you can see some water damage.

posted by Steve Brandon @ 8:22 PM