ooh and the cute kiwi is back from his hols – looking forward to pics and stories from Barthelona and slutges.
so during the round up of daily blogs – I need to make 2 links. One to Meg who discovered her weblogger twin is herself. Well we are now triplets cos my twin was her too. Strange. So I now have 2 sisters, Meg and erm… Meg.
Oh and Rob who has a quiz to guess the queen… and I quote
“Iain tells me (which means you’ve been speaking to HIM more than ME you complete bitch – you are so going over my knee) that youre downloading Moulin Rouge.”
who would have thought a
who would have thought a little tiny bundle of fluff could have caused so much havoc? I stayed around at steve’s a couple of weeks ago and met his adorable little kitten [must post that to ickle.org] called stella. Now stella and I got on really well – except she made me wheeze a little – which I gave no thought to at all. So anyways friday night meet steve at the airport and head on back to his – I am there for approx 5 minutes before I start to wheeze and cough – so after a little cajoling I take an ani-histamine in case I am allergic to the little bundle of fluff and all was well. Went to meet the outlaws in east london and then jacs in hacney and then back to Steves flat for the night – we ordered chinese and stuff and as the doorbell went to announce said food [completely inappropriate timing too] I start coughing again – in fact not only do I start wheezing but thought i was going to die on the floor of a flat in finchley. So we made a hasty retreat to mine in St Reatham where I managed to breathe normally again. Steve was a complete star and was patient and stuff. Unfortunately though it seems to have left a lasting impression on my lungs – which feel like they have been to hell and back. Still it mean I have quit smoking again – not that I had much choice really – I couldn’t breathe as it is without adding smoke and stuff into the mix.
I hate being sick too – not a good patient 🙁 so thanks are due to boyfs with the patience of a saint today I think
well timed delivery of My
well timed delivery of My Beautiful Laundrette by mail this morning meant I didn’t have to suffer daytime TV today :o) I distinctly remmeber having to watch this with the volume turned down and subtitles on when I was living at home and it was screened I think on Channel 4 when they were running a series of late night films with little red triangles in the corner. So you had a comic mix of dodgy pseudo-porn foreign films and gay themed films all mixed into the late night schedule. I was amazed by how candid the film was though – no one actually comes out and it seems almost natural that the two boys fall in love. I so wanted to move to London thinking the entire place would be that accepting. So my little trip down memory lane was fab and just what I needed today.
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