Visual diary

Bradley loves going on these "photography strolls", as he calls them. Wandering around old suburbs outside town, or pacing along the beachside near his little bungalow, bathing in the golden hour, with his dad's Leica M6 strapped around his neck. Everyone knows it. If he is not answering his phone, nine times out of ten he is somewhere with his camera shoved up his face, or holed up into his studio editing images while blasting ABBA's greatest hits. All the Daggers, at some point or another, have joined him. And they did absolutely hate it. Except for Jake.