Look sharp!

So I socialised on Saturday night, club called Halo, a goth/industrial event that runs as an annual special event out of Oxford Art Factory… found it a bit flat this year, took me an awfully long time to get in the swing of it, and I think it was essentially just further evidence for what I’ve long felt, i.e. that if you can’t drink at a club (and I can’t, not really, and certainly shouldn’t) and can’t dance at it (which activity was always helped for me by alcohol, and which isn’t helped by my body being what it is) and you’re not DJing at it (which I used to, I had two regular monthly slots, but one of those nights ended and I appear to have been surplus to requirements since the end of 2019 for reasons I frankly don’t know), then it’s probably not really a lot of fun, even more so when your camera is frankly crap and you can’t even get any decent photos of the night… a fair bit of effort in my case for not a great deal of return…

…having said all of which, I will nonetheless not deny the skills of the sword swallower, Sian Jackson (one of various additional performers Halo offers); I only wish I’d got a shot of her when she had three swords down her gullet at once, but given how piss-poor most of the photos I took that night were, I’m glad this one turned out acceptable…