Pictures from the film.

A section of the film that isn't going to make the final cut.

A preview of the documentary I am making about Gary Wood.

Extended Interview from the Woodymentary.

Part Two

Part one of Paul Craven's stag weekend.

Edited film I took of Gateshead's Get Carter carpark

Photos from Amsterdam.

A short film about this year's beer festival

I tried to interview Jonny the first time round but then we bother couldn't be arsed.

Simon Best responds to a comment made in the Woodymentary preview.

This was my first attempt at shooting and editing a short documentary.

Ah had te come te London, Coz ah couldn't find ay job, But ah don't intend te stay long, If ah make ay few quick bob It's cold up there it Summer, It's like sitting inside ay fridge, But ah wish ah was on the Quayside, Looking at the owld Tyne Bridge' Ahm coming home Newcastle, Ah might as well ay been in jail, Ahd walk the streets al day al neet, For ay bottle ay ye own Brown Ale, Ahm coming home Newcastle, If ye never win the Cup again, Ahl brave the dark at St. James's Park, At the Gallowgate End in the rain, Ahm coming home... And ahm proud te be ay Geordie, And te live in Geordie land, Some people think wi bowdy, And wi hard te understand, And they say it's just self pitty, And wi not so very tough, Coz the people in the big fat City, Haven't had it half as rough, Ahm coming home Newcastle, Ye can keep ye London wine, Ahd walk the streets al day al neet, For ay bottle ay the River Tyne, Ahm coming home Newcastle, Ah wish ahd never been away, Ahd kiss the ground for the welcome sound, Of me mother saying hinny howay, Ahm coming home... And ah miss the auld blind busker, Who stands at Fenwicks door, He plays ay mean accordion, Ye've arl seen him there before And ah love the Geordie heroes, There's so many famous names, Like Lindisfarne and Gazza, Brendan Foster and the Gateshead games Ahm coming home Newcastle, Ah might as well ay been in jail, Ahd walk the streets al day al neet, For ay bottle ay ye own Brown Ale, Ahm coming home Newcastle, If ye never win the Cup again, Ahl brave the dark at St. James's Park, At the Gallowgate End in the rain Ahm coming home Newcastle, Ye can keep ye London wine, Ahd walk the streets al day al neet, For ay bottle ay the River Tyne, Ahm coming home Newcastle, Ah wish ahd never been away, Ahd kiss the ground for the welcome sound, Of me mother saying hinny howay Ahm coming home Newcastle, Ah might as well ay been in jail, Ahd walk the streets al day al neet, For ay bottle ay ye own Brown Ale, Ahm coming home Newcastle, If ye never win the Cup again, Ahl brave the dark at St. James's Park, At the Gallowgate End in the rain, Ahm coming home Newcastle...

Ashort film about Geordie lads on holiday