Hang on, has f:lux been barred?! Has anyone else noticed that a thread she started on tuesday has disappeared and she hasn't been on since?! does anybody know what has happened?

If there are no more additions on a subject it just gets left behind. Just go back a couple of days and add to that post-thus bringing it back to life!

Detlev, one of the viewers posting on the thread contravened the rules, so it was removed. You've very welcome to come in with your book, though, in answer to your posting. Use the contact page and let's see if we can come up with a date after Paris.

It wasn't me with that Alan Partridge joke was it?

I hope it was not me talking about rabbits in spring.
If it was Flux will she be allowed back in?

It would be good to find out about Torbos book though, after Paris of course, I have been plasterd there a few times many years ago.Sorry cringe etc

Sorry Penny, i don't have a book. I'm not a photographer per se (more of a shitkicker if the truth be known). I am, however, developing a modest oeuvre of fashion/art/film essays. Having changed tac recently, i have decided i want to go to drama school and vent my spleen through acting, instead of subjecting everybody in this forum to my verbose tirades. have you noticed that i have been quite good lately?

I am also learning to be a designer so maybe in the future our paths will cross for a more worthy cause - unless you want me to come in to give me audition advice? or maybe just career advice about fashion writing?

Your not a drama queen then Dentley are you.
Stay with it

Hello, what's all this then - did you all miss me or something? I'm truely flattered!

No, not barred, obviously, and the thread in question being pulled was nothing to do with me, as far as I know. I've got a stinking cold (it's so bad I'm surprised I didn't feel it coming on Tuesday, but next time I'm really grumpy I'll check my temperature before approaching the web), but I had the shoot I did yesterday to prep, during which I sneezed constantly and had to put up with people endlessly telling me how pale and tired I looked etc. It was charming, like being back in France.