Brogan. 21 years of age. Living in Glasgow, Scotland.
A few pints o' Stella, a shit load of Irn-Bru, swearing like a fucking trooper and numerous packets of Wotsits thrown into a mixing pot will make my day.
A third year Fine Art Photography student at the Glasgow School of Art. I'm confident, interesting, fun, caring and a complete fucking nutter.
I obsess over the small things in life, I have an unnatural sort of clichéd interest in light switches and plug sockets. I spend most of my time photographing that which I find weird and often wonderful, listening to way too much Nirvana and counting down the days until my beautiful girlfriend moves back up to Scotland and into our flat. Oh, and because of her I should probably add sap to the list of traits in the paragraph above.
and trying to find nice places, for reasonable prices that aren’t over run with Brits who only want to eat full breakfasts and drink pints all day long, that have some culture, that allow you to be self-catering with good weather that aren’t pure ages away from the airport, and for some reason, lol, it is proving pretty difficult.
P.s. I wanted to go to Kos. I’ve never been to Greece. Why are there no flights from anywhere in Scotland to Kos?
