Well, it’s an old story – nearly a quarter of a century to be precise – but I’ve finally got around to posting the story of My Office Job Hell, my grim tale of being stuck in a really shite job.
In case you haven’t seen it, there’s also an older companion piece on the site, My Rock Hell, a tragic tale of my short lived career as a rock photographer. I quite fancied myself as a photographic upstart until I had to photograph the likes of Vixen, Bon Jovi, Skid Row and (please nooooo!) Europe….
Related posts:
Taking pictures of the Beautiful South – photo archive
My spiked drug hell
Inbetween the tax return hell…
Go Go Girls In Mexican Wrestling Masks? Filthy Pedro Anti-Folk? HELL Yes!
Pussycat and the Dirty Johnsons rock the Brixton Offline club. Hell, yes!
Aaaargh! The heat! 34C in the office
Candide at the English National Opera
Vauxhall Cross
