The morning after

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It was a warm morning in mid-July 2015, the day after my 30th birthday, in Ibiza. Having emerged in various states over the previous few hours, some of my closest friends were relaxing on the terrace before heading back to Blighty with hangovers for company.

It had been a scorching week, with temperatures hitting 38°C and the G&Ts flowing (thanks mainly to the local bar which seems to have never heard the word “measure”). Memories were made for a lifetime.

Some opted for hair of the dog and others something softer to clear foggy heads, and I thought I’d capture this scene – the Ibizan equivalent of The Last Supper – to mark this special holiday.

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