Was at Bondi last weekend. Weather was utter sh!te so instead of skating, we just wandered around until it got passed 12 and we could hit the bar without feeling like shameless alcoholics.
Top floor ultimate 'babe lair' bachelor pad.
There's some methed-up madman who lives literally on the cliffs. Maybe he isn't methed-up and he's actually hippie-scum trying to get as close to Mother Nature's bountiful bosom as he can. Or he's just taking extreme action to avoid taxes.
You're fucked if you sleep walk.
He even had a toy cow type thing with a leash on and tied to a post. If this was all in Southend, some scally chavs would have already burnt down his tent, pissed on his cow and pushed him into the sea by now.
Some of the other bins said "Oi you slag, don't drop it" and "Litter kills stuff you fuck."
Out of the 3 beaches we could see, only one person was surfing. What a dick. No doubt pissing in his wetsuit to keep warm. I can think of better ways to spend my saturdays...
There was some saltwater swimming pool type thing. This woman got utterly owned by some waves after being in the pool for 2 minutes. It then properly pissed it down so left my camera in the car.
This might have been on Tuesday, not sure, don't remember. But had to shoot the Sydney Roosters training. One of the photos from this session ended up getting printed. Stoked.
Later on, went to some house on the hills in the harbour at Manly. All multi-million places. And this bloke is the former COO (whatever that actually means) of Sony BMI. He is also twat.
Wednesday, went to the press-opening of the Sydney Apple Store, first one in Australia.
There were people queuing up outside 18 hours before the public opening. No idea why, it's the same old sh!t.
The stairs were rad though.
Some new thing called the Genius Bar. Basically just a big line of geeks.
Got a bag with $25 iTunes gift voucher and special edition tee. It's the same one they give the first 2500 people that come in the store. Except I'm not a mug that waited outside for 18 hours.
Later went with Prykey to the library to shoot portraits of some writer who won some sort of book prize. You can tell how much attention I paid/how interested I was.
This guy was also a pretentious cock. After Prykey gave him directions for the shoot he said "No, actually I prefer to look at the camera, I photograph better" and about the doorway shot "I remind myself of a modern day John Lennon." Wanker. The doorway looks like a cock for a reason.
Had to go to this auction house place where a Picasso was up for sale that night.
By the time we got there, it had already been hung up but Prykey made them take it down and walk around with it for the purpose of a photo. Legend.
It sold that night for around AUS $5.7million.
Australian national rugby team training.
At supreme court later for the hearing of a long running euthanasia case.
Me getting stuck in press madness.
Next day, off to a conference room in Darling Harbour.
The launch party for the Aussie edition of BBC GoodFood magazine.
It was pretty packed. Mostly rich socialites with sticks up their arses.
There was bare loads of free food...
...and free wine.
The human raisin, Gordon Ramsey was their.
Some PR people gave him a swear jar...which he dropped.