Gothic Horrors

Looking pretentious at Whitby, April 2003.

More pretentiousness at April 2003 Whitby. Although I will never cease to be amused by the fact that most Whitby photos show ridiculously glammed up goths posing in front of kettles, doors and floral curtains. Lovely.

The morning after the Spa. Such grim. SO MUCH GRIM.

Aiieee.

Whitby beach, April 2003. Contemplating the waves, gothically.

With Princess Sulky, Whitby, April 2003.Too much hair gel. I did wash my hair but then coated it in glittery gunk. Honest.

Defending Bagpuss from Russ and Scott. My then boyfriend is one of the only two people I have ever met who can win stuff on those grabby games. The other one is my husband - which is why we have two Bagpuss. Or should that be Bagpii?

Spa, April 2003.

Hung over, April 2003 and looking like I am going to puke on Jason.

Bored with bands, April 2003. Bandage thanks to RSI. Joy.

Hung over, Whitby, April 2003.

Yay for photoshop!

Outside the Elsinore. I still have that floral wreath thing.

Deathboy gig at the Garage, 2003 with Jason and Smelly Tom.

Deathboy gig, upstairs at the Garage, 2003. I was bit fat back then thanks to too much Stella and curry. I think we were having curry at least three times a week, judging from my journal.

Deathboy gig, upstairs at the Garage, with Jason, my then boyfriend/fiancé. Which is a bit weird really. He doesn't really have buck teeth.

Deathboy gig at the Devonshire Arms in early 2003. Looking fed up.

Deathboy gig at the Devonshire Arms, 2003 with Katy. I am helpfully making her look really waiflike here.

Lurking in Highbury, 2003.

At Liz and Diva's engagement party with Suzy and Bekki. Cackling like crones over anal sex jokes.

Eerie Pub Crawl with Sharon and Ben. I was working for the marriage guidance council and was having a rough time at work, which is my excuse for looking so grim. Plus it was one of those nights where I just couldn't get drunk no matter how hard I tried.

Eerie Pub Crawl with Russ.

With Joel at Bekki's party. I look terrible. This was a night of shocking iniquity.

The Ice Wharf, Camden, 2003. I was really, really drunk.

With Andy Ghost in the Elsinore, November 2002. It now transpires that my husband had something to do with the drawing on face incident. I was good and washed it all off for him and then got accused of shagging him in the loos.

More Whitby gurning.

Bored by bands. I am not really into crappy goth bands.

Devonshire Arms, 2002. Being stood up.

More Devonshire Arms.

More gawth in the Dev.

Photoshop fun, Islington, 2003.

Yet another Deathboy gig at the Garage.

Whitby being bored.

Silly hair.

Before Slimelight, looking a bit nervous in Alex Mocktor's bedroom. I wonder why.

Bristol, 2004.

Tish and I, either in Camden or Whitechapel. Tish was my bestest friend but we haven't seen each other for almost four years now!

Ice Wharf, Camden, 2003.

At some gay goth night with Bekki, after the Jilting Incident. Bekki and I have known each other since university and I was her bridesmaid when she got married.

At some rock night in Leicester, Halloween 2003. I don't know what is the most scary thing about this. I was not having a good night.

Final year at university, 1997. In the Tap and Tumbler.

Nottingham, 1997. Oh dear. In the Broadgate Park function room after a Rock Soc meeting.

Glastonbury Abbey with Stevy.

Gothicness.

Leeds, 2004.

Nottingham, in my second year, 2006. With Lucy, who I miss loads but she hated my boyfriend so we stopped speaking.

Devonshire Arms. Note social editing. I feel really bad about this now.

Whitby, November 2002. With some guy in a hat. I am the one on the left. Or the right. The one in a corset. NOT a hat.
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