tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56515372011-06-03T10:52:26.871ZLife would be so much easier if I was in charge.pnoreply@blogger.comBlogger631100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-52753136711884686952011-06-03T10:12:00.002Z2011-06-03T10:52:26.885Z

Oh jeez...I knew it had been quite some time sinced I'd done any blogging on here but didn't realise it had been just over three years!! Yikes - tempus fugit and all that. I had a notion to review my blogs today as I thought it's been awhile and then when I saw the date of the last one was rather surprised to see just how long it had been.I've not done 'nothing' since then, in fact lots has gone

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-25488652594160901682008-05-16T14:16:00.003Z2008-05-16T15:00:21.842Z

On Tuesday this week, Scooter and I went to a concert in the evening at the Purcell Room in the South Bank Centre. It had been years since I'd been to that venue, but used to be a semi-regular visitor many years ago. I've seen Oscar Peterson, Diana Krall, Dizzy Gillespie, Miles Davis, Manhattan Transfer, Keith Jarrett, Chick Corea and Philip Glass...to name more than a few!This vist however was

pnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-9805900737584736592008-04-17T14:54:00.005Z2008-04-17T15:24:45.708Z

A number of years ago I was watching 'Have I Got News For You' and one of the items was a story on how foreign students coming to the UK for the first time were being given lessons on 'queuing' (or waiting in a line for my friends across the Atlantic). I laughed at the time, but sure enough it was true - here's the BBC story.Apparently queuing is a quintessential English art. Oh really? It

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-58719677822194608792008-04-09T15:15:00.004Z2008-04-09T15:29:53.100Z

Yikes - it's April and I've only had one entry so far. That's not very good is it? I must admit I've been stuck for ideas. I'm not really one to simply write about my daily life, although many bloggers do, like my friend RetroGoose, and I enjoy reading hers very much, but then she is a professional writer and I have no doubt she could write an enthralling blog about the simple act of making

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-42295836289827797762008-01-09T18:47:00.000Z2008-01-09T18:51:19.597Z

I saw this book in the window of Waterstone's today. I had a flip through and am considering reporting the author under the Trade Descriptions Act.Nowhere does it tell me how to get Jake Gyllenhaal's body.He's a celebrity, I want his body. I don't want to look like him, I want him.It's just not on I tell you. ;-)

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-83427333034116131652008-01-08T11:22:00.000Z2008-01-08T11:39:27.824Z

All over for another year! It really bothers me just how quickly the years are flying by. I guess that's a sign of getting older. At least that's what people tell me who are older than me. Of course now I'm 40 (*sobs*) I'm getting close to being one of those older people. I certainly feel older when I mutter under my breath about unruly school children on the tubes and buses (as I did in a

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-41784790677362899782007-12-15T15:26:00.000Z2007-12-15T15:30:26.512Z

Last post October? Crickey - I've not been very good this year...frankly I've found it difficult to think of things to ramble on about, hence the lack of postings. Hopefully my 'muse' will find me in 2008. In any case, there's been lots going on in the last six months - I got married and turned 40. Eek! So I thought the best way to let people catch up (if anyone reads this blog) is to post my

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1244431806238461392007-10-01T17:32:00.000Z2007-10-01T17:54:54.741Z

Oh my, I seemed to missed out September completely...frankly I've not been that inspired to blog recently. I don't know why, perhaps once I turn 40 (in a few days) I'll suddenly be inspired to write about my life experiences having reached such a momentous age, but I doubt it.However today, I'm having a winge. If I did a blog where I did nothing but have a moan, I'd no doubt have many more

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-24266567809220662642007-08-15T21:38:00.000Z2007-08-15T21:42:48.227Z

I would like to apologise for the lack of carriage returns in my previous post. Things were going fine until I added a photo. Then Blogger decided to put two extra blank lines between every paragraph.Of course, this is bad. I tried to fix it. Foolish me. I didn't work.I tried removing all the stupid coding beind the page and it didn't work. Can someon please tell me why Blogger uses [div]

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-82711339125841433802007-08-15T20:52:00.000Z2007-08-15T21:38:35.131Z

The recent announcement about the UK's biggest lottery winner (just over £35m) put me in mind of a conversation I had about a year or so ago with some people about winning the lottery.The story on everyone's lips at the time was the huge £100m+ jackpot in the Euromillions lottery. I even spent twenty quid on tickets for that one and I hardly ever play the lottery (but am in a pool at work). Just

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-49900326910796541102007-08-13T20:45:00.000Z2007-08-13T21:05:56.340Z

Oh dear. It has been some time since my last post. I keep meaning to update it and then get distracted by looking at porn other things on the internet. Lately I've been spending too much time on Facebook. Yes, I've succumbed like many other people and am now poking, prodding, throwing sheep at and sending / replying to messages that start with 'remember me?'.Mostly it's all in good fun....I know

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-78410224310289574262007-05-06T10:08:00.000Z2007-05-13T11:16:59.439Z

The countdown to matrimony started last night. It was the stag party, rather, 'sten' party - a combination of 'stag' and 'hen', although there were no women at the event, there were lots of 'girls', 24 gay men and one straight guy thrown in for good measure. In addition, it was a party for both me and Scooter as we have so many friends in common, we didn't think it was fair to subject them to two

pnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-18229741157464332262007-05-02T15:00:00.000Z2007-05-02T15:30:19.347Z

Some people really have no clue about technology. Even the most simple things confound them. I was in my local branch of 'chav'DA yesterday evening after picking up my new gym membership card. I only had a few items in my basket so decided to use the self-checkout they recently introduced there. Now, I'm a veteran at these things - I use them whenever I can - at Tesco, Sainsbury etc. They save

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-37463095065043870862007-04-18T19:42:00.000Z2007-04-18T20:04:22.580Z

Four weeks on Friday I'll be hitched. I'll have the old ball and chain tied to my ankle. I'll officially have 'an other half'. I can't believe it's almost here.It's all becoming more and more real as time goes by, especially since our gift list at John Lewis is open and people have bought things already! We got 'stuff' woo hoo! Of course, the wedding isn't about presents, but they certainly don't

pnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-2201637834200098702007-03-07T21:20:00.000Z2007-03-07T21:39:28.722Z

About ten weeks from now I will no longer be a single man. I'm sure if you asked my partner, he would be able to tell you just how many weeks, days, hours, minutes and seconds there are to go. He's THAT excited, bless his cotton socks! I'm excited too I must admit and more than a little nervous. I'm not nervous about saying "I Do" but just nervous and FUCKING STRESSED about everything that needs

pnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-62078005835916130502007-02-13T16:20:00.000Z2007-02-14T21:31:46.553Z

The internet is cool. It's 'neat-o'. It's the dog bollocks it is.I've thought so since day I discovered it. Working in IT, I've been lucky to see the growth from a 'fad' to pretty much a way of life for a large part of the world. I remember building my first website in NOTEPAD, using only 'HTML in Seven Days' as my guide. I kind of fell into it - someone at work said, I think we would benefit

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-31590934342621768272007-02-08T14:56:00.000Z2007-02-05T22:57:43.188Z

This year, I have a Magnetic Poetry Calander hanging in my office. For the past several years, I've had a Robbie Williams one, however this year's was rather disappointing. In other words, there were no decent shirtless shots of him. In any case, I buy a MagPo Calander every year just for the words and add them to my fridge, as you may have read in a previous post. Anyway, as I finally get

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-86929325003114906552007-02-05T21:54:00.000Z2007-02-05T22:17:29.016Z

I must apologise for the rather large spaces between the paragraphs in the last post, and possible this one as well and probably future ones as well. I tried to remove the pointless 'div' tags and replace them with 'p' tags but to no avail. Those of you who have no idea what I'm on about, never mind. Move along, there's nothing to see here except a large amout of space between paragraphs.Despite

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-21919047378630392722007-01-31T21:39:00.000Z2007-02-05T21:55:51.488Z

On the last Friday of this month, I did something I've not done in over 20 years. I could make you guess, but you'd be here forever, or you'd lose interest after guessing for thirty seconds and return to examining the lint in your bellybutton.So, I'll let you off the hook...I went rollerskating! The last time I did that I was a teenager and we were with some school friends and the live band was

pnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-76698074799867436242007-01-21T23:00:00.000Z2007-01-21T23:03:44.729Z

As mentioned in the previous post, Scooter and I are getting hitched in May this year in my hometown of Victoria BC, Canada. All the invites have been posted to friends and family in the UK, Canada, America, Australia, Singapore and Thailand! If you plan to attend, you can get all the important details (except the personal details i.e. phone numbers, home addresses etc.) on our Big Gay Wedding

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-20172108510415232612007-01-01T16:17:00.000Z2007-01-01T17:13:22.865Z

You know, I think it must be true about time going by faster as you get older. I honestly don't remember a year whizzing by so quickly as 2006. I can truly say, for me anyway, I had an absolute blast. I spend alot of time with my lovely friends, drank far too much and generally enjoyed making merry at many parties and BBQ's, quite a number courtesy of my friends Blake and Ed at their fabulous

pnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1165860726839581422006-12-11T18:01:00.000Z2006-12-11T18:12:06.840Z

I'd like to bring to your attention a blogger called Desperate Danny who has a blog on this site.For the second time in a week or so, he's thought it would be very nice to enter a comment into my blog simply to advertise HIS blog.I've deleted it again, but since he's soooo desperate to advertise his blog, I'm posting it in MY blog. This way you'll all see how extremely well thought out and

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1165435905571256962006-12-06T20:07:00.000Z2006-12-06T20:15:30.450Z

There’s been a recent campaign from the mayor of London: 7 Million Londoners, 1 London. Nice thought, except that lately, it feels like six million, nine hundred and ninety nine thousand nine hundred and ninety nine of them are in front of me!Let me explain. I’m at the bus stop this morning and am the only one there. After a few minutes more people arrive and stand around looking into space. The

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1160312312163346492006-10-08T12:41:00.000Z2006-10-11T22:07:11.476Z

Last Saturday Scooter and I held our annual end of summer party. This year however, we decided to have a slightly smaller affair as we'd been to so many parties over the summer (see the entry "Social Butterflies") we thought we'd scale things down somewhat. Also as the party was on Sep 30th, it fell inbetween Scooter's birthday (Sep 20), mine (Oct 6) and one of our best friend's, David (Sep 30

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1155223532810765752006-09-25T15:10:00.000Z2006-09-25T21:14:58.620Z

On August 8 1990 I arrived at Gatwick Airport on a one way flight from Victoria BC, Canada. It was the first time I'd left North Amercia and the first time I'd flown over the Atlantic. It was also the first time I'd ever been to England.In those 16 years since, there's been a lot of 'firsts' for me. If I could go back and and meet myself at the airport and tell myself I was going to be living

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1158159959021618432006-09-04T14:20:00.000Z2006-09-13T21:22:38.256Z

Yesterday Scooter and I were offered free tickets (thanks to our lovely friend Pip) to see one of the big sporting events in south London that kicks off the season.It was a double header - four teams, two matches and over 51,000 people watching both matches. Supporters of different teams sitting next to each other, cheering on good plays and jeering bad ones, no matter which team was

pnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1156791192001677132006-08-28T18:46:00.000Z2006-08-28T18:53:43.540Z

Whilst surfing about on one of my favourite sites, OutEverywhere, someone posted a link to a YouTube video. YouTube is just the coolest site at the moment. OK, for every brilliant video, there's ten crap ones and no doubt all the TV networks are pulling their hair out for all the copyright violations that are going on there, but someone has gone to a lot of trouble on this one.The song is "I

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1155915726526386762006-08-18T14:49:00.000Z2006-08-18T16:42:44.660Z

I've had it. If I have to go to one more party for the next month I think I will go crazy. Not that I'm complaining mind you - its nice to be wanted, just not every frikkin' weekend. I must be showing my age. This has certainly been the most social summer I've had in many many years.The first party was at Blake and Ed's. It was a blast - I think there were even some straight people there, well

pnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1154983830703371352006-08-07T20:14:00.000Z2006-08-07T21:40:01.306Z

My favourite festival of the year is now but a memory. No, not Glyndebourne, or Glastonbury or other words beginning with 'g', I'm talking about Brighton Pride!Now, I know a few blogs ago I blathered on about London's Pride event, but for me, I look forward to Brighton even more. Its such a fun day and the entire city gets behind the event. All the hotels and B&B's are fully booked and

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1153680533191263302006-07-27T18:45:00.000Z2006-07-30T20:16:18.123Z

OK, I'm doing a bit of back-blogging to catch up on events that I've been meaning to write about for a bit. I'm dating them in the order they happened, so rather than search for them, here's what I've done so far....A Long And Proud TraditionEveryone Wants To Be GayTouch me I'm Canadian

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1153862357249736432006-07-25T21:11:00.000Z2006-07-25T21:19:17.350Z

Arrrgghh. I'm getting VERY fed up with Blogger. I can't seem to upload picture properly, or if I do, then try to add a second one, it replaces the first picture. Or it just fails to load at all. OK, it worked this time....but its very hit and miss. Mostly miss.Blogger says 'oh, everything seems to be working just fine'.Is it BOLLOCKS.Found a very nice alternative blogging site, Wordpress - have

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1153236556310749982006-07-18T15:15:00.000Z2006-07-18T15:29:16.380Z

Oh my god. It is sooo frickin' hot in London right now and has been for the past few days. Oh, and its going to get worse. 33C today and 35C tomorrow. Makes tube travel such fun. NOT!To make things worse, I keep seeing guys like this around the squares and walking the street.Ok, maybe they are NOT quite as gigantic but where have they been all winter? Mind you, if he was that tall in real life

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1153041491217045852006-07-16T09:04:00.000Z2006-07-16T09:35:16.830Z

I am officially putting my liver into storage until the end of September. This summer has been and will continue to be my most 'social' in my already fabulous life so far.I will try to do some 'back-blogging' on the specific events, but as I've not made an entry in awhile, nor have I put a new post on my blog (tee hee), I thought I'd just do a quick summary.For me, the summer / silly season

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1154262580773905892006-07-03T11:37:00.000Z2006-07-30T20:16:03.363Z

About 12 years ago, myself and a few office mates decided that we should celebrate our 'lieu' day for Canada Day by doing a proper pub crawl.We had a few rules:1. Be in a pub by 11am2. Have one pint per pub.3. No 'not' drinking booze4. No girls5. No spouses / girlfriends / boyfriends6. Talk bollocksWe've been to Cambridge and Oxford a few times, twice to Canterbury, Brighton, and several areas in

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1153779511184458022006-07-01T21:45:00.000Z2006-07-26T13:35:30.736Z

July 1 2006 - It's Europride! Woo hoo! Half a million gays, lesbians, bisexuals, tranvestites, transgenders, transexuals, intersexeds, those who like the colour pinks, people who like musiclas, fans of Barbara Streisand, Liza Minelli and Judy Garland, people with gay friends, gay parents with gay children, straight people with gay pets and lots of bemused tourists all lined up along the length of

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1153680317067908452006-06-30T17:36:00.000Z2006-07-23T18:45:17.160Z

On June 30 2006, The Canadian High Commission in London co-hosted Canada Day in Trafalgar Square. Now, anyone with even a smattering of Canadian knowlege will say, 'hold on, Canada Day is July 1!' Well, that's true. However, being such a lovely and accommodating country, we held it one day early as Europride was taking place on the first. Far be it from us to ask half a million poofs to

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1151876084299493922006-06-05T21:09:00.000Z2006-07-22T09:54:40.973Z

Ever wondered what would happen if you got eight gay men in a room talking about plastic and what you can do with it?OK, get your mind out of the gutter and try again. If you thought 'Tupperware Party' you'd be right! No really! My friend Jason organised a proper Tupperware Party for us on Saturday and was held at the lovely home Blake and Ed and our lovely TupperPerson was Andrew, one of only

pnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1147534953067942042006-05-13T15:01:00.000Z2006-05-13T15:55:05.800Z

It's funny how little things cast your mind back to when you were a child - it could be a smell, or someone saying 'remember when', or seeing a clip on the telly of a show you've not seen since you were a child. Of course, now I'm an adult although I don't feel like a grown up all the time! I have caught myself saying 'now, when I was a child' to my mates children and then having echos bounce '

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1146441395090906532006-04-30T23:49:00.000Z2006-05-01T00:09:29.923Z

Here's a depressing thought: I reckon I make at least 400 trips a year on the London Underground. That takes into account the number of working days a year minus vacation days, public holidays etc. So 400 is probably a conservative estimate. Still, that’s 400 trips with the ‘great unwashed’ of London.So, in my almost 16 years of living and working in London that adds up to 6400 trips. After all

pnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1145144659696669292006-04-15T23:15:00.000Z2006-04-15T23:44:22.323Z

Last night I was at my mates for dinner (he made meatloaf! yum!), and I finally saw "Jerry Springer - The Opera". I've been desperate to see it ever since it came to London. I never got around to seeing it on stage. When the BBC broadcast it last year (to much controversy), we recorded it on our Sky+ box. Well, the stupid box decided to die when we sat down to watch it (we're on box four now btw

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1144447825961948032006-04-07T21:39:00.000Z2006-04-07T22:10:26.030Z

On Monday this week, Scooter and I went to see Depeche Mode at Wembley Arena. The band is one of his firm's clients and they got some free tickets, so we went with a few other staff from his office.Now, I was never a big fan of them, but I figured, at least I can say I've seen them live. I remember when they first came out on the alternative music scene in Canada. I had several friends who were

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1144014343876533282006-04-02T21:43:00.000Z2006-04-07T15:34:32.006Z

My feet are yelling at me. Can you hear them? Today at 11am Scooter and I met up with eight other people from our rugby club to do a walk around London seeing 35 landmarks from west to east covering a distance of at least ten miles. The aim was to raise money for our club. Although we didn't raise a huge amount and the turnout from the players was pathetic, we all had a good time. I've never

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1143670968469658742006-03-29T21:21:00.000Z2006-03-29T22:26:40.426Z

I got sent this by my friend Andrew in Paris awhile ago, but only just remembered, so as I've been 'tagged', here's my replies...I've added a couple more 'four's' as I was on a roll, no doubt I've broken all sorts of unwritten blog / meme rules...Four places you have lived:1. Victoria BC, Canada2. West Hampstead, London England3. Kensington, London England4. Harley Street, London EnglandNow I

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1143157502650136692006-03-23T23:08:00.000Z2006-03-23T23:45:02.716Z

I've been considering starting a list of 'things I hate', and adding to it from time to time. I've not done it yet, however, I have discovered two things I hate this week.1. Stripping wallpaper from the ceiling. Fairly self-explanatory I should think. Steamer burns, wallpaper sticky, scraper's wrist, arms wanting to fall off at the shoulders. I spent four hours doing the kitchen yesterday. It

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1142987078164763442006-03-22T00:04:00.000Z2006-03-22T00:27:36.820Z

March 21 - The First Day of Spring. Is it bollocks!Its been so freakin' cold in London lately - the only sign of spring I can see are a few daffodils poking up in the flower bed in the back of my garden. I swear my morning G&T got a thin layer of ice on it when I was looking at said daffs.I certainly hope things change soon. I don't think the removable lining in my coat has been used so much this

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1143235591293550762006-03-19T23:13:00.000Z2006-03-24T21:27:58.880Z

Sunday. We got up quite late after much needed sleep. All this walking and fresh air is doing us in! We packed up our stuff and just relaxed in the flat for a while. It was nice to have a bit of a lazy day, esp. for me as I'd been there two days longer than Scooter.The four of us wandered up to the Marais for late lunch at Pizza San Antonio. We had a bit of a wander around the area after that,

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1143231716013588312006-03-18T23:14:00.000Z2006-03-24T21:27:31.143Z

Saturday. Our plan was to visit the Musée d'Orsay, the other big art museum in Paris. Its collection starts where The Louvre finishes.As per the previous morning, we went to Paul for breakfast, and in addition to what we had yesterday, we each got a lovely quiche lorraine as well. However, the "vache stupide" at the shop only gave us one vennoise chocolat. Quelle horreur! Oh well, we were halfway

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1143227681266555272006-03-17T23:26:00.000Z2006-03-24T19:14:41.340Z

On Friday, Scooter and I paid a visit to The Louvre. We stopped in at Paul for a bit of breakfast - got a 'vennoise chocolat' - a kind of sweet half baguette studded with chocolate chips. Yum! Also got a ham and cheese baguette and a drink for lunch.We took a leisurely walk, crossed over The Seine and arrived at the Louvre around noon. Luckily despite the hoards of tourists and screaming children

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1142958642163960552006-03-16T01:14:00.000Z2006-03-22T00:04:03.430Z

For a country that isn't terribly fond of America, it does seem rather strange to have the ultimate American attraction, Disneyland, on the outskirts of Paris. Not that I'm complaining you understand. I love theme parks. From the hokey little rides to the pee-in-your-pants rollercoasters.So on Thursday, Andew and I took the RER out to Disney. Lucky for me he has an annual pass so I got a

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1142954411101459452006-03-15T02:53:00.000Z2006-03-21T17:06:48.003Z

Day Two: Got up a bit late but still before noon, so that's not bad! Woke Andrew, said, its 11am, he said "so much for breakfast!" I suggested pizza and wine in the Marais district.So that's what we did. We got showered, made ourselves look fabulous (took all of five mins.) and walked towards the Marais. Crossed the Seine, passed Notre Dame (which has been cleaned on the front. It looks nice, but

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1142950533732031152006-03-14T03:09:00.000Z2006-03-21T17:11:11.850Z

I'm at work and am already counting the minutes until I escape not only the office but the country courtesy of the Eurostar direct to Paris!The day drags on. The extended coffee breaks and long lunch aren't helping. And people keep calling the helpline. I mean, don't they know I'm already in 'Paris mode' and don't give a 'merde' about their problems? *sigh* such is the life of a government

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1142291380038101002006-03-13T22:32:00.000Z2006-03-13T23:09:40.093Z

Every weekday I arrive at Bond Street Station I exit through the West One Shopping Complex on the way to the office. It struck me today how lazy people are when it comes to using doors. There are four in the exit I use. Sometimes one is left open and I'm amazed how so many people will drift towards that door, even if there's a big queue. I mean, how difficult is it to go and open a door yourself

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1141588254171989542006-03-05T18:38:00.000Z2006-03-05T20:23:43.396Z

Last night, myself and thirty or so gay men and a lesbian couple all went ten-pin bowling. It was a social evening for our rugby club, the Kings Cross Steelers. I'd not been ten-pin bowling for about two years. We had such a laugh, despite the lanes being right in the middle of Chav Central. OK, I didn't see too many Burberry (faux or otherwise) hats and the like, but the people there certainly

pnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1141410538215602342006-03-03T18:15:00.000Z2006-03-03T18:28:58.286Z

There's been loads of publicity generated from the movie Brokeback Mountain since the day it opened, and this Sunday, I hope, it will be rewarded with a few Oscars, hopefully for Best Film at the very least, and mabye a few other categories as well. I know I'd certain like to give one to Jake Gyllenhaal...an Oscar, that is! Oh who am I kidding, I'd be quite happy to spend a few days in the

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1141233639201632512006-03-01T16:43:00.000Z2006-03-07T17:27:17.846Z

For some weeks now, there's been a van parking on my street (yes, its my street, the neighbours just don't realise this yet). The livery on the outside of the van advertises asbestos removal and demolition. Not very exciting, but a necessary job. However I always smile a little whenever I see this van, and if you've looked at the picture you'll know why. If that's the family name of the business,

pnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1140958645312426182006-02-26T12:19:00.000Z2006-02-26T13:03:33.013Z

OK, so I'm at this rather "trendy" bar in Clapham (called Revolution) last night for a friend's birthday drinks. Fairly cool interior and decor and good mix of people, well, except for some really sluttily dressed girls....is that a skirt or just a wide belt? Two things I didn't like - since I was the first person in our group to arrive, I got myself a drink - a Magner Cider. FOUR bloody pounds

pnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1140643636034867662006-02-22T21:14:00.000Z2006-02-24T10:47:00.583Z

OK, I know this is REALLY childish, but I don't care. Whilst looking at the boards on OUT (which I spend WAY too much time on),someone posted this link:http://www.misternicehands.com/Its work safe, but it might be somewhat embarassing if you have the volume up too loud, or it could be really funny, esp. if you're in an open plan office.I think I clicked my mouse about a million times - I think I

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I've not been at this seriously (blogging that is!) for more than two weeks and I've already decided to change the look. Well, the Baftas have just gone (yay for Jake!), and the Oscars are not long from now, so I have to look my best. I can't be seen to swish along 'la tapis rouge' in any old common garb now, can I? Besides, I don't give a damn, care about what YOU think of me!I do hope you like

pnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1140455782819022502006-02-20T17:13:00.000Z2006-02-21T22:04:57.966Z

I'm not a big Pepsi fan, I've always been a Coke man (well, Diet Coke these days), but having read about this new "Cino" (chee-no) flavour of Pepsi Max, I thought I'd give it a try...and you know what? Its not bad actually, although I don't think it tastes much like cappucino however. It tastes more like Vanilla Coke actually.I bet it would be good with alot of a bit of white rum in it.

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1140284006879345922006-02-18T17:13:00.000Z2006-02-22T23:37:57.626Z

I have done NOTHING today...I was up at 7:30am feeling a bit rough from the night before. Scooter and I went to the Duke of Wellington and met up with a bunch of our mates - I've never been with so many people I know at once. Let's see....Scooter, Andrew, Sally, Jason, Paul B, David, Matthew, BHP, Justin, BBJ, Mike, Blake, Ed, Adam, Pip, Dan, Paul T (that's 3 Pauls!) It was a great night.But it

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1140185425199234302006-02-17T14:04:00.000Z2006-02-19T12:01:06.566Z

*yawn* I'm on an Excel course all day at work - its quite boring, well, for me anyway as I already know everything they are teaching (I'm SO modest), but its good review I suppose, esp. as I'm going to have to start teaching the course sometime later this year. At least I made sure I'm sitting at the back of the class. Not only can I do other things, I can see who's goofing off and who isn't! *

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1140040039090579752006-02-15T21:43:00.000Z2006-02-15T21:47:19.090Z

Oh dear....it HAS been a while since I posted something on here hasn't it? I forgot all about this blog until I discovered a couple of friends who have blogs on this very site....something deep inside my tiny little mind said 'hey, you....you've got one of these things on here y'know'. So I thought I'd enter my username and password to see if it was still active.And it IS! I hope people

pnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651537.post-1060765081886810062006-01-01T08:58:00.000Z2006-02-19T11:59:47.803Z

I know you're desperate to know about how fabulous I am....so here's a list of 100 things about me, in no particular order, with a few outside links, mostly from Wikipaedia.1. I'm Canadian2. I'm gay, and 'out' to everyone.3. I met my partner on a blind date in Leceister Square on July 8 2000. He's the man of my dreams.4. I've been working for the Canadian Government since I moved to London in

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