At Least It's Not Three Years

OK - so my last post said I'd not leave the 'next' post quite so long as three years. June 2011 isn't anywhere near three years, so I suppose that's pretty good.

Actually, it's still crap given I used to write entries on a regular basis. I suppose I could blame work - too busy to blog when I'm meant to be working but that's a lame excuse and I don't trust my work PC / browser anymore (out of date/crashes constantly).

So what's been going on?

I've been racking up the frequent flyer points to Guernsey that's what. Scooter is still there and very much enjoying the lifestyle there - has a lovely harbour view flat and can walk to work in five minutes. That I envy very much. I hate commuting on the tube/bus so much but I don't really have a choice. Walking 10k to work each day would not be fun and although I have ridden my bike in the past to work and back, it's a pretty frightening and somewhat dangerous journey thanks to idiot drivers, idiot cyclists, idiot pedestrians and idiot roads (can inanimate objects be idiots?).

I sound like I'm ready to pass my audition for "Grumpy Old Men" - a show that I love and almost always agree with. I'm one of those people who do 'sweat the small things' and sometimes it does my head in. The small things, in my opinion, are things regular people can actually do something about, yet don't. I tend not to be too worried about the state of the economy or terrorism or global warming because so much of that is out of my direct control (and yes, I know we can all do the 'little things that help', and I do try) but it's the small things like saying 'thank you' or standing on the left of an escalator, or actually queuing properly for a bus, or reading the emails I send to you as part of my job. Those are things that can be sorted out if people weren't such idiots all the time.

Jeez - this was meant to be a 'catch up' from June last year and now it's turning into a rant.

Right - since June - lots of visits to Guernsey, lots of fun with mates, lots of booze and food in my garden with said mates, our shirts off in the summer, getting sunburned and more food and booze and shit.

One of my closest mates (both in terms of relationship and distance) has really been crucial in supporting me with Scooter's absence - we were always at each other's place over the summer. He's going to work in the far east until the end of 2012 for his job - I'm totally gutted about this. Of course I'm extremely happy for him - it's a great opportunity and I certainly wouldn't turn down a chance like this either. However it's my blog, and it's all about me. Granted I'm doing much better about having a long distance relationship with Scooter but am going to sorely miss my mate being around all the time, especially over the summer. He and I 'put the world to rights' so many times over far too much wine and for some reason, it always seemed to be on a Sunday afternoon / evening so Monday at work was always a struggle.

So I'm going to really miss him this summer (my liver will not). I am hoping that Scooter and I will be able to visit him whilst he's there - we already have two mates living in the same place so we can kill three birds with two place tickets. Time will tell if we're able to afford it though - Guernsey, though not far, isn't as cheap to get to as I'd like and we have a family visit planned to Canada in May...and another big gay rugby tournament in June to attend.

So there you go - bored yet?

Let's see how long it takes for the next post.