The Homophobic Gay Man

My PBF and I would chat regularly about potentials we had on the go. It was a well known fact within our circle of friends that he was the talker, I was the do-er (pardon the pun). He would regularly talk about various individuals where the potential for a relationship hadn't progressed over a six month period. I would have met and...well met, at least a few in that period of time.

PBF's current distraction, for want of a better expression, is nicknamed JJ. This nickname gets used regularly on the phone so PBF can provide with regular updates. So began the single sided love affair that became rather boring to listen to, rather quickly. JJ would ring up PBF and ask him to go out to a club, and so sooner would they be in the club, JJ would disappear for the night turning up at work the next day at lunchtime - if at all. Whilst not so clear to PBF, it's clear me that PBF is being used. JJ simple wants someone to walk in the door with because he doesn't have the confidence to do it alone!

The strangest thing about JJ is that he is not comfortable with gay people in general. Recently at PBF's house prior to venturing off to the favourite Sunday night club, JJ decided to join us. No sooner had be walked in the door, he had swiftly moved to the nearest girl and was chatting to her like he was trying to pick her up? What was he so afraid of? That the gay people who already know he is gay will see him talking to a man and suddenly remember he is gay and bash him up? Or worse still tell all his friends and family? It's such strange behaviour that I simple don't comprehend - be proud if yourself, get a life and start living it. Otherwise it will pass you by in the blink of an eye.

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My Mum

It's the simplest things sometimes about my mum that remind me so often of how much I love her. I'm in tucked up in bed right now trying to get an early night where I at least get to bed early even if I am laying here blogging!)

I'm firmly tucked up in bed under a nice new dooner my Mum bought me because she heard me complaining about the old one being too small. Despite these merely being grumblings from an over-tired man who was repeatedly losing the dooner war against his partner, she took note!

Days later I went to visit and there was a brand spanking new dooner sitting near the door ready for me to rush home and solve all by sleeping problems in one hit!

It's yet to be road tested but that's beside the point. I unashamedly admit that I am indeed a Mummies boy, and would not have it any other way!

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