Quiet times…

Be seeing you!

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Hello Belgrade, This Is London Calling…

Okay, so I sat through another Eurovision in the hope that we might get some points this year.  Even though, I liked Michelle Gayle better than Andy Abrahams, I have to say for the record that he pulled off a blinding performance last night and should have been in the top 3 at least.

Europe should keep this new version of the Eurovision and we should walk away and just let them get on with it.  We didn’t even get votes from Poland again and the weird Spanish entry (wtf?), which received boos on the night got more points than us.  Even Wogan shut up towards the end.

I kind of knew that Charlotte thingy (aka Charlotte Take Me to Your Heaven Nielsson) from a few years ago looked pissed as the votes didn’t go her way either and, as it was almost inevitable that we’d come last, I had my hopes on this French, pure Eurovision class song – just for the bee-wopping background singers.

 

 

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Here’s a quick recap of the previous programme…

After chatting about coffee and bears and Coronation Street, I asked that you join the Gadget Show campaign to Wi-fi the whole country even though Norwich was already ahead of the game. I told a couple of jokes that had been lifted from Internet sources and told you how I’d bumped into a friend from uni days via My Space. I also told you about which red wine I was drinking at that time. Kylie added me as a ‘friend’ on My Space, shortly followed by the Scissor sisters and one of the Bucks Fizzes and Pam Ann, all before I decided to pull the plug on it.

I Googled Christmas, had trouble with woollen Tribbles, it snowed and I bought an olive tree. That takes you to February where, I visited Cardiff and went as far as Land’s End before coming back to a job that had a horrible manager that was about 13 years old. I knew this because she asked me, “How many letters are there in the alphabet?”. I then took in a show, ate baked dough balls and emailed a friend in Oz…, Australia, not Emerald City. Then there was a fire down my street, but it didn’t wipe out a 1970s style shopping complex (more’s the pity), but it was okay as the council had decided to knock most of it down next year and revamp the area. One of the lesbians next door mooned me from the courtyard – except she didn’t realise I could see her and it was aimed at her girlfriend anyway.

Talking of moons, around that time, there was a lunar eclipse and the moon went red. I visited Dunwich, then got tonsillitis, drew a cabbage and couldn’t wait until Doctor Who came back on the telly. Easter happened and Australia had a new season of Kath & Kim and I watched “Snakes On a Plane” which was rubbish. My tomato seedlings were strong enough to move outside even though the rocket seedlings died and I bought myself a new camera.

Mum had an operation and went to recuperate with my sister and I took lots of pictures on my new camera. Father Christmas stalked my house with a telephoto lens and I found loads of cool Pam Ann footage on You Tube and then went to see her live. There was a blackbird singing the “Addams Family” theme tune in the garden and then I went to see “Terre Haute” at the theatre. I visited the Kensington museums and saw Kylie’s hot pants and some dinosaurs and then stayed in the hotel that had some radiation problems just a while before. I didn’t take tea there.

I watched another terrible Eurovision Song Contest and was amazed that even Poland didn’t throw a point our way and bought an Apple TV – which is still a pretty cool thing… My friend told me she was getting married the coming year and another friend got hitched that weekend. I had a holiday and read the new Maupin and then decided that my job needed to be changed. Pam Ann made a comedy ad for British Airways and I carved a pumpkin that won me £50 in a competition!

A marketing company read my Blog and sent me a free DVD to say thanks for posting some Pam related Blogs online and then I went to watch the fireworks. The local gay club was turned into a straight disco for the vacuous blonds of the city and then the Blog turned one year old.

I changed jobs and sang “Top of The World” and I asked you to singalong in a karaoke stylee and then continued the theme by dancing to Viola Wills. I told you about the evil British Banks and their way of making money from you using penalty charges as income, had some lovely coffee and took some pictures of my local riverside…

So what now?, well, last night, an earthquake woke me up!

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Attack of the ‘Normal’. Stepford here we come!

In response to the article, ‘Media Makeover For Norwich Club’

Sign of the times? What a load of old bull.

As people decide that we all live in a technicolour world that is accepting of diversity and that all choice should be waived for a generic one-fits-all mentality, another gay club closes.

I am sure that the big money may be in ’straight’ geared nightclubs, but that leaves little else for the rest of us. The whole point of a Gay bar is to allow like minded people to meet and feel part of the community. It should be a place that two people of the same gender can be together in safety. When was the last time you saw two men show open affection in a bar that didn’t lead to some kind of problem?

When Gay bashing, homophobia and bigotry ceases in this society, then maybe the generic night spot will be all that is needed. Until then, we need a choice.

Rant over, aside from a link from the new club’s valued customers.

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Sparks In The Park, Not On The Bus

We went to the Norwich City, ‘Sparks In The Park’ firework display last night and it was fab! After our disastrous public transport fiasco last year, we decided to walk to the UEA to avoid random Norwich teenagers getting drunk on Top Deck shandy. Last year on the bus trip back into the city, we got into an argument as we tried to stop some nasty girl picking on someone. It was like being in the middle of a Catherine Tate sketch, except that it wasn’t funny! Innit tho, whatever!

On the way home from the fireworks this year, we called into (fell with exhaustion) The Catherine Wheel pub. It was nice to see that the new owners were actually people that we knew and there wasn’t an ultra-violet light or day glow star in sight! Much improved! And, as it’s so close to home, I think we’ll pop in again.

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Leona Lewis, Willie Thorne and Sequins

This weekend has been really relaxing. Colin popped over to see D and Karine came round for an afternoon beer. We haven’t really had a proper chat with Karine for ages and it was good to catch up with her.

D had waxed the floor and polished the hall tiles which has made a big difference! Just one pot of gloss round the edges away from getting the ground floor just right.

We stayed in for the evening as I just couldn’t get the enthusiasm to go to the local gay bar… there was a time when I would have been chomping at the bit to go out, but I’m really quite happy now to stay in with D and appreciate what we both have. Mushy but true.

We watched the X Factor which was quite Sh*te to be fair. It was definitely car-crash telly and I honestly can’t believe that out of all the hundreds of thousands of entrants, the twelve finalists were the best. Oh well.

The epiphany moment came when we watched Strictly Come Dancing. I turned to D and said that I thought that Willie Thorne’s moustache was cool and agreed that his partner’s dress was lovely. HOW GAY ARE WE?

Thankfully, very!

I’ve just downloaded Leona Lewis’s new single from iTunes. She has such an amazing voice!

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Message for Mikey

Hey Mikey – Click HERE for instructions!

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C U Next Tuesday!

I finished work on Tuesday afternoon ready for our break to London over the weekend. We went to see the touring Nabakov production of Terre Haute at the Playhouse and I must say, it was a really amazing production.

We stayed on for a beer afterwards – well, it would have seemed rude not to! Matty was there and it was fab to catch up with him again, so after a couple of pints and after we’d set the world to rights, we headed home.

Also, Mikey sent us an e-mail to let us know what’s been going on on his side of the planet. He’s been poorly, but got a promotion whilst in his sick bed! Cool eh? Hope you’re feeling better soon mate – Have a nice time in Melbourne!

Talking of e-mails, after we saw Pam Ann on Friday, I signed up to her ‘up and coming dates’ e-mail. I just jotted a few notes to say her show was great and to my surprise, she wrote back to say that she’d had a blast in Norwich! I love it when people are nice

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Full Moon!

I spent my day off rearranging music and picture files on the PC and laptop, freeing up diskspace. I watched out the window as the roofer across the way *fibbed* to their customer that he, “had to make a decision to buy the extra insulation as I couldn’t call you – I left my mobile at home.” I had already seen him make two calls earlier… Mmmm.

I also saw the man from the fish shop *fib* that only he was allowed to use the parking space for flat two and seemed quite possesive about his ‘legitimate’ parking space. Funny though, I don’t remember him actually living here.

Then, late this afternoon, someone left the house (of lesbian ladies) next door. She stopped in the courtyard and, to be fair, didn’t see me at first. Someone else though, standing at their door was whispering something to her – she couldn’t hear at first, then smiled and wiggled down the path. When she stopped to try to hear what what else was said, she smiled again and pulled her jeans down to show her bare bum!

Okay, that would be fine on Jeremy Kyle or Men & Motors…

But she was outside my house. I laughed, she looked up – got a little shy, and ran off down the street!

Fab.

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