
This afternoon, Richard and I found ourselves in Holloway in North London (see how non-Londoncentric I am, explaining where Holloway is), having our photograph taken by a professional photographer.
"Steve Brown" had lured us into a deserted church having claimed to be the same man who took really brilliant photographs of
Torchwood and
Doctor Who and My Chemical Romance. We believed him and innocently turned up, with various changes of clothing, which he asked us to bring. While we stood outside the church, we contemplated the possibility that "Steve Brown" wasn't actually Steve Brown at all, but a stalker-style fan of the podcasts who had sent us a link to Steve Brown's
website making us think it was his work. In fact, he planned to lock us up in a cellar beneath the church with only Richard's laptop and some newspapers to entertain us (he'd asked us to bring these items as props), and with only a suit each and a selection of shirts and t-shirts to wear for the next 18 years. Luckily, he turned out to be Steve Brown the photographer. He even showed us the pictures after he'd taken them, and he had one of those big umbrellas and a roll of green paper. If it was a charade and we never hear from him again, it was an elborate one. Anyway, I decided to mark the occasion of proper photography by taking a couple using the in-built PhotoBooth programme on a Mac laptop. Here are two more (in which Rich is being ordered to look moody, and does indeed look like a moody university lecturer - I wouldn't cross him and hand my essay in late):


When the photos are finished, we'll show you them. Apparently we are going to look like we are in an action film like
Bad Boys.
12 Comments:
Pics like you're in an action film like Bad Boys... but with a laptop and some newspapers.
Is it easier to try to kill a baddie with a tabloid, a Berliner, or a broadsheet? Did you test different forms of, er, action death papers? And were you allowed Sundays or just dailies? You could do someone in with a Sunday, no problem. Whereas a midweek copy of The Telegraph - it would have to be death by paper cut while some LPG tanks went up in the background. Probably.
Anna
You've got the joke, Anna. Those are our weapons of choice. (Although a laptop might help deflect a fireball.)
Bad boys or possibly last of the famous international playboys...
Coo,I like that last one of you Andrew. You look,as my pal the Bee would say, authentically hot. Phwoar!
Now I'm all embarrassed.
For a more detailed account of the day, see Richard's blog.
I'm looking forward to seeing those photos, I hope there are some of you smiling as well as looking moody though, Andrew :-)
Hi Andrew,
I've left a comment on Herring's Guestbook in response to the "moodiness" thing (and freeconomics / blogs) generally.
ttfn
Louise
You two, what a pair, you've both written virtually the same post. (except you missed out the bit about drawing with your cock...)
ac: liked your article about david lean at the weekend :)
Piqued: ugh, you're naughty - I had to check Richard's blog again. He said drawing cocks on a piece of paper - not drawing WITH their cocks. Brian Topp would make terrible podcasts anyway.
Are you are referring to Bad Boys the gender bending Thai skin flick?...I don't know if that's the best look to get you into the podcast top ten.
unrelated, but I just got my copy of The Word and enjoyed your quiz. Directors are odd people aren't they?
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