And the winner is… poorly dressed
THIS IS WHY I LOVE THIS BAND.
Mott Bellamt <3
George’s breakfast and frappe are possibly the most life giving objects on this earth. With the Mediterranean to my left, surrounded by German lesbians and the chatter of the Greek locals I can only feel something has one right in my life. I can get used to the whole short shorts and vest top in may feeling especially as this week has been mental stormy. When it rains here it pours, thunder, lightening strong winds you name it, it happens. My work is so physically taxing but I’m actually relishing in it, especially when I’m at the bars after work and guests keep approaching me to get me a drink. I’m yet to meet someone at work or a guest that I haven’t liked. Some of the conversations I’ve had especially with guests have been amazing, it restores your faith in humanity a little bit.
I don’t know why I worried so much about instructing, it’s been feeling natural. And as cheesy as it is watching a group of people to go from not being able to stand on a board to windsurfing by the end of the week has been so satisfyingly rewarding. Especially when you’re signing off their log books and their buzzing from the week they’ve had. I’m going to stop talking and go start sunbathing now. Fuckin’ Yeaaaahhh buddy.
Here we see David looking puzzled as he listens to Phillip Schofield explain the rules of The Cube.
Here we see David going in for the kill with John Lennon.
Congratulations on your face Bellamt.
(Source: matthewfuckingbellamy)
Via I can't get it right since I met you
