Apologies ...

First because I hit enter instead of the right button so some may have received a blank blog entry! Second because I have not written in ages ... I have been otherwise engaged.

Things are going really well with Deej and he has moved in here now, everything going fantastic for all of us. I know it is early days but things are just so right at the moment and I am not throwing that away because of some logical thoughts that I should hold fire for a while. Grab the moment with both hands and enjoy the experience.

Punting went off really well, in fact, better than my wildest dreams of how it would go. We filled at least 9 punts and more people met us in Granchester making the total tally around 63. Considering there were only 52 confirmed that is amazing and something I am sure is testimony to Tony rather than anything I would have done.

Will post some pictures shortly which will anyway be at here

What a difference a day makes ...

The other day I was going along with life having decided that I was never going to meet anyone, in fact, decided that I didn't want to and got myself a gaydar profile thinking I just as well shag around, what the heck!

I guess I should have worked out what would happen ... I was contacted by the most amazing guy and we just clicked straight away, he's amazing and he thinks I am too.

So, from single to having a wonderful boyfriend ... I am just so happy :-)

Life can just be briliant at times

Silly Season

It seems that suddenly I have become popular with the younger set with the latest 2 guys to show an interest in me being 29 & 24, at least one is local and could be fun. But then, I seem to make a habit of ensuring these things don't happen.

Today is July 10, that means it has been 20 years to the day since my mum died.



I have always found myself feel down ever since and especially this year as the weather is so similar too.

On a note of something that totally pissed me off ... I finally sat down to edit the Disneyland Paris video from last year. I reckoned it would take about an hour to finish off after the days I had already spent on it ... shit and double shit! I had deleted the file in the last rebuild of the PC, obviously I filed it somewhere obscure that I didn't think to back up and there it was, gone! So, before I can transfer the Gran Canaria video over I have to start all over again editing the Disneyland Paris one. I am not a happy bunny about that one

Back Again

Apparently, the lost connection was due to a combo of degradation of wiring and frying on Tuesday but pleased to say that I am back up and running with a full 4mb service and boy it is fast!

Thinking of doing GC again in Sept, probably about 4th if I can get a booking for the right price, we shall see

My net connection has been down since Tuesday and the storm and will not be back again until at least Thursday :-(

Kids and their mates

It is driving me totally nuts that Matt seems to have no concept that this is my house and I don’t have to allow his lodgers, shags, mates or whatever they should be called to be here all the time if I don’t want to.

They contribute sod all, take what is on offer, some don’t even acknowledge I exist the rude little sods, well, short of saying what drink they want.

He stays up until all hours meaning I am not getting my valuable ‘me’ time each night before going to bed unless I stay up ridiculously late, most nights it is close on 3am. Then there is the smoking … these little girlfriends of his seems to like the ciggies and smoke out the garden with the stink of it getting directly back into the house through the open windows not to mention the smell on their clothes. If I have beer in the house it is drunk yet no one thinks to replace any of it so I don’t buy any now.

I am nervous about getting up in the night wearing just my underwear as I don’t want to bash into one of his girlies. Last night I just went to the loo and the noise from their shagging was embarrassing.

Mates in general coming here … both my garden tables are now destroyed, at least one of them by Daisy’s mates. The truth is, they just don’t even care enough to tell me about these things, its like, and these things happen and it’s so not their problem and I am just sick of it.

I spoke to the DWP and apparently they are now going to try and set up a meeting so I can be Jermaine’s appointee. As it stands at the moment, they want the Chalfont Centre to do it and that lot won’t even give me a receipt for what they have spent or tell me how much money is left. Currently all Jermaine’s money has been suspended so I am not getting any money for him at all hence why I can’t pay the Chalfont anything, it’s just stupid!

That was Pride then

8.20 & the naked frolics are all but over, now there is the drug taking of several overly intoxicated homosexuals. I have had moments of conversation but I am not really in the mood for making small talk and certainly not in the mood for the frolicking! I guess I get turned off by it as there is just no meaning in it for me, doesn't rock my boat. I did discover something I should have realised years ago. Guys don’t approach me because I am deaf. If they see the aids then they assume I can’t hear and don’t try leaving me feeling like a total loser on the fringes looking on in.

Though it was the obvious choice for me to drive, this doesn't mean I particularly wanted to. Of course, with the arthritis flare up I have to take mega pain killers so cannot drink, it would have just been selfish to stop the others from drinking. On the other hand, it was OK getting my hands on a Volvo for a while.

Jermaine was quite well earlier back to perhaps close to how he was 18 months ago, managed to get some laughs out of him which was nice.