weekend
Stratford-on-avon on saturday for Hamlet starring Him off Doctor Who, her off Star Trek TNG (geekahoy) and one of them off Star Wars Ep I, II, and III. V good (that Bill Shakespeare’s not a bad writer. Just needs a good editor, is all), and bookended with a lovely drive to and from the place, an open-top bus trip, three beers in a beer garden, and a lovely chicken bacon and poached egg salad.Sunday - got into bed at 3am. Got out of bed at 11:15. Tidied up my ipod (now with even more added kylie), my mail, my bills, did my accounting, found some certificates I needed to prove I’ve studied on a course I want to do in the autumn, called my parents, did some ironing / laundry, chilled, made pasta, and went to kd lang. In BTon. On Pride weekend. There were other men there too. Just not many. I cried like a baby during the song ‘the valley,’ which features the lines
“I love the best in you
You love the best in me
Though it’s not always easy
You will walk in good company.”
But then, I am a big sissy.
Tonight, off to see a complete history of my sexual failures. No, not mine….