Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Carry On Nurse

So, the government are thinking of establishing a two-tier NHS scheme. This basically means that if you approach your hospital with a brown envelope of cash, you'll suddenly find yourself first on the list for chemotherapy. Well, maybe the details will vary slightly, but that's essentially the point of the scheme.

Some people might label that as corruption made visible. Some may ask what is the point of the welfare state. Some could even question whether it's a Labour government we (and that's 'we' in the widest sense of course) elected recently.

But not me. Oh no. I'm currently emptying my jar of pennies into a brown envelope in readiness for senile dementia.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Harry Potter Update

I'm at the end of the fourth book now and will borrow the last two from my sister on Saturday. James Joyce they aint, but I have to admit that they're streets ahead of your average chick lit or thriller. So far, the characterisation and the plot has been complex and (for me anyway) unpredictable. I've got completely immersed in her world and have been genuinely scared or moved by parts of it. Plus I'm developing a crush on Snape.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006


I'm just back from a holiday in Bruges: beer, chocolate and chips with everything. I have found my spiritual homeland.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

I'm the tin dog


I don't want to say any more than that because:

a) I don't want to get fired (ironically)
b) I don't want to divulge where I work

But, I hate my job.

Monday, August 07, 2006

Filthy / Gorgeous

I'd suspected it for some time. The signs had always been there: the devil's horns or angel wings worn to parties where fancy dress was surely unnecessary, the predilection for the Eurovision Song Contest, the visits to Las Vegas. But it wasn't until I found myself dancing to the new Scissor Sisters song a couple of nights ago that it really hit home. I am a gay man trapped in a woman's body.

There really is no other explanation for the unashamed campery that I surround myself with. So, I've decided to get down to the gym and have 'BOYS BOYS BOYS' tatooed on one muscley forearm. I'm going to refer to all my male friends as "she". And I'm going to buy a dog that's so small I can carry it under my arm in a handbag.

So there.