It's a monkey...

The latest craze at work is for everyone to do their own South Park character (see attached link and you can do one too!)

This is me. Apparently...

Big Gay Out

Ok Ok, I did it again. Over a month since an update. Ouch. I was reminded the other day by Dale that I hadn't updated for ages. So now again I have a months worth of gossip. Where do I start?

Maybe at Big Gay Out? Fantastic day out, and surrounded by a lot of lovely people like Phil (who proved to be the shiftiest person at passing pills around ever) and Aaron (Inceidentally him and Hone had a mini fling in the interim of my blog postings). We were also surrounded by loads of lovely Aussies and Canadians. While I kept the British end up. Most notable thing of the day was the toilets that played the Going for Gold, Count Duckula and Trapdoor theme tunes. Well maybe most notable after Girls Aloud, or Goldfrapp, or The way the Dance tent stunk of BO, or maybe the mad woman who got hoisted off the stage by her various skin piercings while singing classical songs. Ouch.

Anyway we got generally drunk, mashed up/down and then went to the 12 pins pub next door. Where we promptly decided to go back to Phils to carry on drinking, The Boy Dale showed up and we were pretty pissed til about 5am when we turned in.

Of course never ones to waste an ounce of a weekend, Pip and Me went straight to g-a-y bar on Sunday to top up. Aussie Mike joined us as well (he's a very committed individual, ask anyone!). As usual on Sunday in there the dynamic changed from 1pm when we were sat talking and laughing at the post clubbing queens dancing like freaks. To 10pm BEING the people dancing like freaks. Oh dear, but what can you do? Especially when they play so much cheese!!!

I'll have to post other events over the last month on a seperate post, just so it looks like my blog is keeping up to date.

Mx