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My Defective Ear

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A 366-day pursuit in personal portraiture, presented by nige.

The challenge: to photograph, and post to this moblog, a portrait shot of myself, every single day, over the next year. Apparently, it's much harder than it sounds...

Perhaps more challenging: that i don't enjoy seeing my phizog in a photo at the best of times, and knowing that i'm probably going to annoy the hell out of the moblog community in doing this. So, sincere apologies in advance for this undertaking, but i just can't help myself. I promise to try and be creative, so you won't have to look at my mug every day.

Anyone interested in joining me? I think i'm probably going to need the company...

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Wash day

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Weak Ketchup

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During ID week I continued to take a photo a day because I felt i'd be cheating otherwise. So, here is this last weeks catch-up (and todays picture) in grid form. Originally conceived as a catalogue of personal scars, I had to change my gameplan after discovering I only had enough war wounds for three days of photographs. Well done to me. Anyway...

Top left: Scar one. Obtained falling off the top of a 10ft slide when I was about 5. My nan - who was looking after me at the time - was beside herself, bless her.

Top middle: Cycling.

Top right: Todays World Record attempt at stuffing as many cotton buds up my nose as possible. This was just a warm up. I later broke the record by two buds, but it was nullified as there was more than a two metre trailing wind on my WR attempt.

Middle left: Scar two: Procured by roller skating in the garden after my Mum had told me not to, because Dad had just removed an old window frame that I had smashed by accident a few days earlier. I had blamed the smash on a kid down the road, and my Mum knocked on his door and had a barney at his entire family for the event, leaving before any of them could get a word in edgeways. I thought i'd got away with it, but a few days later as i lost control of my skates, went tumbling, and put my wrist through a shard of glass on the broken window frame that Dad had placed on the floor, I knew karma was a bitch. This was about a fortnight ago.

Middle middle: Scanning negatives.

Middle right: Riding in cord shorts. Recommended.

Bottom left: Scar three. Haven't a clue how I got this one.

Bottom middle: I just wanted to see how tightly I could tie my hood around my face.

Bottom right: See top left.

ID week: Miss Moneypenny's membership card, circa 1997

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Another membership card from a club i was hugely fond of. Miss Moneypenny's was held in Bonds, a small nightclub in the middle of an industrial estate in Birmingham, and as unsavoury as that sounds, it was the most amazing venue. Moneypenny's had the most outrageous dress and door policy than any other club i knew, so there were always lots of people who were turned away fuming, not least of all because they had made a special journey to get there, without anywhere else nearby to fall back on. Ouch.

Inside, the place was crazy every week. Think A Mad Tea Party meets The Oscars meets The Fifth Element, and you'll start to picture it. I've got some incredible memories of that place.

So, here endeth my ID week.

ID week: Travelcard, circa 1997

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When I graduated and started working I moved back down to London and stayed with family in Forest Hill (SE). I felt so out of touch because I was way South of the river, and it took 20 minutes to get to London Bridge, after which i had to hop a couple of tubes to get to White City, where my office was based.

For some reason I felt the need to keep a straight face on my travelcard.
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ID week: Malibu Stacey membership card, circa 1995

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Around '92 when the Ministry of Sound opened, I got into House music and partying in a big way. I started University in London and spent the first year of my degree there before changing course and moving to Derby.

Alot of my friends had started drinking a couple of years prior, so they were into hanging out down the local, but i found it too boring and that just wasn't my scene at all (I was teetotal until I was 25). Now that we had all split off to go to different Universities and jobs, a few of my London friends had introduced me to a different scene, and I was hooked.

We used to travel up and down the country and stay with friends of friends at weekends. Leeds, Manchester, Liverpool, Birmingham and London were where we spent most of our time, so for the next few years we got to go to some amazing places, even The Hacienda before it died (The first time was for a toga party. Seeing Martin Offiah and Ellery Hanley at the bar sporting ancient Roman formal attire was worth the entry fee alone).

This was my membership card from the first club we used to go to on a regular basis. Malibu Stacey was held at the rather swish Hanover Grand, and they had a very pretentious door policy, which I loved because we never had any problems getting in. Those halcyon days...

ID week: Abbey National identity card, 1995

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I worked at the Abbey HQ during University breaks. Made just as many good friends there as I did at University.
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ID week: Student Union card, 1994

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I used to get into the funniest conversations with people every time i pulled this card.
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