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after a morning meeting at farm, DTT


just before heading out for the evening, heard the news that peaches geldof has died, aged 25

i photographed her in NY, on a roof, in 2008, on a morning before i went off to film make me a supermodel USA.

she wasn't too talkative but she was charming.
and i've photographed her dad bob a couple of times now.

her death is tragic and i feel deeply sad for her husband, children and family.

i hate how final death is: there's no coming back from it.

(i don't THINK i believe in reincarnation)

i don't like the blip either.
today people will feel sad about peaches dying and then tomorrow everyone and the world will carry on just like before.

only her nearest and dearest will continue to care.
transient news story.
we are all easily forgotten: even the most famous of us: two generations pass and you're past: tense.

put on a suit and some snakeskin shoes and drove to the barbican.
skipped the pappanazis at the front door
parked underground on a double yellow and took the lift to the jean paul gaultier show

i was represented twice: once with a picture of dita i shot for flaunt and once in the episode of AbFab that was playing in which JPG and me both feature.

after a couple of glasses of champagne i decided to mention this to JPG.

'you don't remember me, do you?'

'yes, yes i do…how are you?, said jean paul gaultier

'you mean who are you?', i said '...we were in that episode of AbFab together…and i shot that picture of dita there too'

'oh yes: you're a stylist. i have met you a couple of times, haven't i?'

'no. you met me once briefly on the set of AbFab. i am a photographer. But hey, it's good to see you again and your show is incredible. Can i have picture with you?'

there was a man playing piano and singing.
i assumed it was jamie cullum
it was rufus wainwright

caught up with some people i haven't seen in a while: daniel (lismore), lyall hakaraia, kenny and pam hogg

i didn't recognise tom stubbs (doh) and i introduced myself to judy blame (legend)

dinner at viet grill with my spanish lady friend, the tawfiq, my brother from another mother harry borden and naomi.