An Introduction....

Well, after much encouragement from my friend in Nottingham, JPS, I've signed up to the blogging craze. It kind of fits in quite smoothly with one of my New Year Targets (I hate the word resolution... it scares me!);

Find more to do outside work than just drinking!

I'm told I can put whatever I want here that I want to share, (within reason!) so for someone who's as self-obsessed as the next gay Londoner it seems ideal!

2006 so far...

I realized I still had 4 weeks holiday left to take from the Pizza Place and as I'll be moving into my new flat soon in Hackney I thought I'd spend a few days in Nottingham while I still have the house there and catch up with some friends.

I arrived on the Friday evening to find that I'd left my pre-pay gas meter card in Hackney! Naturally, being a Friday evening the office can't send anything out now until Monday morning. It was also bloody freezing and I had zero credit! Happy days! Thank God for Argos convector heaters!!

I spent a couple of lovely fun evenings with JPS, although one was slightly marred by the appearance of an ex who still seems to have an anger management issue! My visit was made all the more special by an invitation to M&M's 10th anniversary party on the Saturday evening out at their guesthouse... my first gay friends to reach that milestone! I'm so proud of them! Having not had time to look for something tin, (the traditional gift), I opted for a bottle of Moet as a gift; infinitely more enjoyable I figured!

Staying back in my little house was an odd mix of fond, cozy familiarity and being completely detached from it. There've been 2 sets of equally bad lodgers since I moved out, and the place is a shell of old memories, no longer really home, yet I remember being so excited and proud of it when I was there.

Of course, being an ice-box definitely didn't help it's lack of emotional warmth! Luckily, the gas card arrived earlier than expected though, on the Monday morning, and by that evening the house was warm and inviting ready for my friend, Little Mermaid, to visit for our "late-xmas-get-together dinner"

We had a lovely chat and exchanged Xmas gifts. She bought me a book, "Talk To The Hand!", and a souvenir pen from my favourite guest house in the world, "24 Henry" in San Francisco, which she bought back from her recent trip there. (see link)

It's a beautiful little house just outside the Castro run by a lovely couple of guys. I adore the city and wish I'd been able to join Little Mermaid and her hubby when they visited there last Hallowe'en

(I cant wait to visit you again Walter, thanks for the pen!!)