The Story – he was 53

I messed up, I had left it too long and then it was too late. I was on my bus to work when I got the call, I was the first to arrive and I sat alone. I felt so small. He was always alright, and he was always in and out of hospital so … Continue reading The Story – he was 53 →

the small print

Growing up I was a quiet kid, didn’t say much, kept myself to myself, but I was surrounded head to toe in love. some of my earliest memories of recognising love were sitting on my parents’ bed with my mum, my dad just waking from working nights to our dog Bonnie, franticly licking his face. … Continue reading the small print →

The Story – dating at 3

This is the journey and as all journeys start somewhere I’ll tell you where mine began. I started dating at age 3 (young I know) long before I had a concept of sexual orientation, gay, bi, straight, all of that grown up stuff. The scene is set for my dating future, its 1994 and I'm … Continue reading The Story – dating at 3 →