OK, so I have a problem. I am an addict.

I used to be a proper photographer, but then Instagram arrived. Now I point, oversaturate, add frame and submit like every other person on the planet. Cmon, it’s not even real photography. Grawrgh.

I have a perfectly decent SLR. I have a perfectly decent compact camera for that matter, as well. So why do I keep Instagramming my little heart out? It. Must. Stop!

So I went out this morning to take some pictures. Some of them came out quite well, am happy again

Whilst in Berlin, my bike was stolen from the parking garage under my flat. Again. 4th bike in as many years. They cut through the barrier it was locked to as they couldn’t cut through the lock. (Abus locks ROCK btw).

Was slightly miffed again. Not much to be done about it now though. No point going to the police, I was away for 6 weeks. Don’t even know when it happened. So meh. I simply take my lumps and get a new bike.

However, I’m mostly in Berlin these days and I am annoyed with losing bikes, so I decided that I should get a Brompton, that way I can travel with it and I can also keep it with me. I still got me a new Abus lock, which pretty much doubles the weight of the thing tho.

Flew back to Berlin with it in the hold. Along with some other stuff. It was bounced around quite a lot I think, the shower gel I packed with it burst and showered everything in green, which was interesting. Made the office smell nice though until I got it home

Very glad I bought it. Have missed cycling lots.

Cycle + Camera = awesome, generally. So expect more pics from me soon...

Went out yesterday morning and took a whole bunch. I call it “Empty”.

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