Over the years of being gay and going to various bars, clubs, nights, hoot nannies, exhibitions, shin-digs, festivals, marches, (I could go on with this list!) I’ve seen all sorts of labels given to gay men. I don’t know if it’s because I’m not one or I just don’t listen [Read more…]
It is my birthday. I am 39. Again. You will believe that I am 39 and not go any higher. I am 39. 39.
When we first moved to Ireland various friends came to visit us. One of them was Rowena. We took her around Galway and one afternoon while walking along the side of the Corrig we noticed a girl sat on the wall over looking the river and a man holding on [Read more…]
As Christmas day approaches we find ourselves surrounded by family and friends and loved ones who we want to celebrate the day with but, for most, there is always an empty seat at the dinner table. Loss is difficult at any time of the year but during the holiday season [Read more…]
A while ago I was challenged to write 100 things about myself. I like a challenge so I thought I’d make it 500 and what a perfect way to start this journal. I hate my first name yet it’s the one I hear most of all! I believe I would [Read more…]