A while ago I did a post about my trip to Tassie with the family when I was about 12 years old. I complained to my dad that it was just scenery and shit. Since then I have realised that scenery and shit is pretty cool, much cooler than whatever I actually thought was cool when I was 12 (probably listening to mixtapes of Violent Femmes and Nick Cave on my yellow Walkman and being depressed). Here are some pics of my favourite S&S moments. We can’t wait to go back, looks like an April trip is on the cards, woo hoo!