Ben

The two of us need look no more.

He is an enigma, wrapped in a puzzle, wearing a tweed jacket that I badly desire.

Despite his questionable morals, poor etiquette and mania- I love him.

This is us after rebuilding the time machine I found under the bath.

1930s Paris. Talking existentialism with Stufix and the locals.


They LOVED the wacky future camera.

JM.