Ibiza

The first thing that I think of when I think of Ibiza is driving in Las Vegas with my dear friend J as the Vengaboys came on and she said “Oh I love this song, where going to Eat Pizza”. How I laughed as I informed her that it was actually Ibiza. But having never been it was one of these places that people always raved about.

Maybe I am missing something? I just don’t get it. It was a tiny little island with not a lot on it but for clubs & beaches.

Stuart and I arrived around 2AM and were picked up by Mark & Richard before making the short drive to the hotel. Stuart was mortified that there was no Duvet, then noticed that not only that but there was no television, no plug sockets, infact it was literally tilled walls and floor and a bed with a sheet and blanket. The Hilton this was not. The look on Stuarts face was priceless.

You could tell I am the youngest as they all wanted to go straight to bed. Waking on Wednesday in time to grab a quick coffee and head off on Richards Birthday Cruise. They had booked tickets for us all to take an hours catamaran across to an island in the Mediterranean.

The boat was packed full of very cute straight boys and girls and we arrived in time to have a celebratory glass of bubbles on the beach to celebrate Richards 40th Birthday. We then wandered along the golden sands and found a spot on the beach.

Unprepared for the day, (only knew I was heading out to Breakfast) with no book, Ipod or anything and with the 3 boys all dosing off into a sleep (feeling young again) I went for a walk. There literally was nothing on the island but for a couple of bars. That said, it was the most beautiful of beaches and the water was crystal clear and tepid warm. The sun scorched down at around 30 degrees and ensured we all left with some colour.

In the evening, post a quick shower we went into the Old Town high up on the hill within the fortified walls and enjoyed a very pleasant meal in a lovely restaurant before having several drinks in what I think Richard said was called the Avenue of Virgins but looked more like Diagonally from Harry Potter Movies.

Thursday we were up at 930 and headed off to the beach for more sun. Richard and Mark had hired a car but apparently there is the “Gay Coach” that takes you hourly to the Gay Beach”. This time prepared, Ipod, Magazine, Book, Phone etc I was more able to lie on and relax for the day. Again, beautiful sandy beaches and clear crystal water. We sat out till gone 5:00 before heading back into town to freshen up and head out for dinner on the sea front. As the sun went down and the breeze got up it seemed freezing but that could just be because we had been baking in the sun for hours all day.

Had a lovely dinner on the Quay Side and then time for a quick drink before my friends all came with me to the airport. It really was a 48 hour dip in and out of Ibiza. Was lovely to see Richard and be able to share with him on his 40th Birthday.

The plane home left the island at 0230AM and although its only an hour time difference the time of the flight meant I am all over the shop in my sleep patterns. I would have stayed longer this trip, Stuart will fly back this evening, but for the fact that its Gaydar Days at Alton Towers and I had booked this months ago.

The biggest post pride party and I’m just about in the mood to stay in and do nothing all weekend. Well you only live once eh?

Departure Lounge Gatwick

Picked Stuart up at Heathrow and made the shrek around the south side of the M25 toi Gatwick, or as Stuart called it Chav airport (God knows what he would call Luton?). Parked the car at Long term parking and took the bus to check in. Forget the fact that he is BA executive at Gatwick that carries as much clout as him working for easyjet and despite the plane being empty we are sat in Economy. Ok, front row of economy, but what do you expect for under fifty quid including taxes?

We fly out at 930 and Richard & Mark were due to pick up at airport but apparently the rental car has been towed. You cant take those two anywhere can you?

So we figure we will get fluffy in compfort. Ive been a member of Priority Pass for 2 years now, at least you dont have to sit in the packed side of the airport and the booze is free. 2 days in the sun should be exactly what the Doctor ordered.

Dusan messaged me just before I left home. He was home from his trip to visit friends in Belgrade and we managed to talk on the phone for half an hour before I left home. Miss him so much its unreal. I've still got no appetite and just wish he would be back for good. At least its only ten days till I go and see him.

Probably will have no internet access from the Island so making the most of it here in the airport.

More when I return. Big love for now

Neil
x

A card from Emily Cadmore

I have just received a card from my dear friend Emily. It bought a smile and a tear to the eye so had to write what was on it here. The card is a quote from Billy Crystal. When you realise that you want to spend the rest of your life somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.


That kind of says it all doesnt it?

Mish Mash Mondays

I guess my head is a Mish Mash of thoughts at the monment. I know I have a huge project at work to get stuck into and loads of other stuff too, but hadnt anticipated waking quite so early this morning. For some reason I was awake at 4AM and with the amount of work that I have to on this week I couldnt get back to sleep, knowing thta I had to get up at 5AM. I guess I will end up going in mega early. Will leave here at 5AM and be there by 6AM. Well it shows promising. But will surely wear me out. Roll on Ibiza.

Where in the world have you been?

Not that long ago I did this for Europe but now ive found one for the World.

Have a look. It makes the travel I have done seem so insignificant. Maybe I should explore more?



create your own visited country map

Chilling with Big G

With all of the travel and early starts I've had with work recently I wasnt really in the mood for a manic weekend. Having spent Friday night at Gills birthday party I invited Gary over for a chilled evening and dinner at mine. Picking him up from that station at around 5, we soon got stuck into my home cooked Fajitas. I thought I had stocked up on enough Magners with 12 Bottles, but sadly not. As the night went on, the Fridge was emptied and then the cupboard too. Before we knew it, we were out of Magners.

We spent the evening watching Madonna's Documentary of her last tour and followed it up with Robbie's Concert that I had taped on Sky +. It was such a good concert I could watch it again and again.

So nice to spend some quality time with Big G and had a lovely weekend in instead of a heavy one out.

Spent today packing my case ready for Ibiza. Have 2 days of work to get through and then am off to the Island. I feel quite jet set. Ibiza is followed by Alton Towers and then Zagreb. Gosh I am a lucky bitch. x

Gills Birthday Celebration

Having spent from 11:00 AM in traffic jams and litterally gridlock, an hour from Tower Bridge Road to Limehouse Link, between 4 & 5PM I had to change my plans and drive directly to Gill's birthday bash. Arriving fashionably late thanks to a broken down coach at a set of lights i was astounded that everyone thought I looked so fresh and fabulous. I had literally thrown on whatever I had found and been out all day driving and was sweaty and nasty. But everyone seemed to think I looked fabulous. The Hot Rox have been working, I have lost a total of 18lbs and after my Dentist Cleaned my teeth I guess I do have a Hollywood smile again.

So we all arrived at Cafe Uno for Gill's Birthday Celbratation. Got a chance to catch up with Doreen, Lisa, Mandie, Emily & of course, Best Girl, Gill. Dinner was lovely and most of us ended up back at Gills for a coffee. I was the only boy in the bunch, felt like I was minging from driving and had just shown up, but apparently I was oozing with fabulousness. Well if you've got it, you've got it right? Happy Birthday Gill. XXX

Pictures Removed! :-(

I have seriously run out of space now that my Blog is a year old. I have had to delete pictures to make space for new ones. If anyone wants any of the pictures I have taken over the past year, just let me know which ones and I will email them to you.

Email: neil@vauxhallcowboy.com

Cosmetic enhancement

Despite the fact that yesterday was one of the hottest days of the Month at 28 degrees. Some ten degrees hotter than the months average I spent the whole day from 10 - 4pm sat in a Dentist chair. I was due for my final appointment at the Dental Spa, Charlotte Street (The Gay Dentist) for my final oral work. So to speak.

I had to have my route canal finished which was the part that scared me the most. After that he took out all of my metal fillings and replaced them with new ceramic ones (or whatever the white stuff is made of). He showed me on a close up picture how much the old mercury ones wear away and how they will cause you trouble in the furture. So they were all removed and replaced. Cohan (my dentist) has cured my fear of the dentist and I turned the whole experience around and made it not a Dentist visit but actually a cosmetic enhancement visit. My initial work and emergency treatment post my filling falling out are now complete. I have a much nicer whiter smile and he cleaned them all like no dentist has ever done. I have never known such a perfectionist at work. It may have taken 6 hours but they made my crown on site and now I have a Hollywood smile.

After that I met up with Joeleen and did some retail therapy. Joeleen has to be the perfect shopping partner. I bought a couple of Birthday gifts and a special 65th Birthday gift for my Dad next week and some presents for Dusan next month when I go visit. I cant really say what I bought cos if either of them read this that will blow the surprise.

Came home, popped in and saw the folks and ended up in bed by 11:00. All this therapy wears you out. Thank goodness its the weekend.

Tons to look forward to and keep me occupied before I see Dusan again. I have Gills Birthday Party this evening, Ibiza for Richards 40th next week, Alton Towers Gaydar days next weekend (www.gaydardays.co.uk), 2 massive days at work next week and then i'm off to Zagreb to see my baby. I know his 26 and not a baby by any means. Quite a grown up young man, but its our term of endearment to each other and somehow I started to call him Babycakes when we first met, a term I picked up off Lavern in Orlando when I lived there (memo to me, finish my Orlando Memoirs to publish).

Not sure what we will do in Zagreb, but looking forward and counting the days and minutes till I am with him again. I guess its having a countdown that keeps you going.

Off now to brush my shiney new teeth. Have a fabulous weekend. Neil x

Bitten off more than I can chew

My mother always said "Never put more in your mouth than you can chew". Hmm, there exceptions to that rule but this Blog is PG rated. Since Dusan went home I have purposely tried to keep myself busy so as to not have time to sit and stew in my own thoughts and miss him too much. At least being depressed is good for the waistline. I have really lost my appetite and my want to be very social. For the past 6 months I have literally had to be at work in the city for 7AM nearly every Monday & Tuesday which just about wears you out for the rest of the week. The rest of the time I am working in Windsor which means hitting the M25 by 7AM and my weekends I purposely cram full to keep myself busy. This has left me with a Birthday Party, 3 days in Ibiza, 3 days at Gaydar Days at Alton Towers and more work to fit in all before the final countdown of 15 days till I go to Zagreb and see Dusan. Thank heavens flights now cost less than a meal out in London. That either makes flights exceedingly cheap or makes London restaurants exceedingly expensive. Probably a matter of both.

Had hoped to speak to Dusan last night but he was at his sisters and I needed to be in bed by 1030. Have a 6 hour dental appointment today. Hmmm. I'm not nervous this time and could be leaving with a new smile. What exactly is going to take 6 hours I dont know? But its all cosmetic. I dont know any other dentist that does Botox and certainly am frown free now. Tomorrow I have my only day off and have Gill's birthday party and will catch up with my friends there, Lisa & Emily and of course Gill. Then Saturday is me time. I can do as much or as little as I like. Right now the prospect of staying in bed ALL DAY seems very appealing. What would you do?

Robbie Williams Live from Milton Keynes Bowl

Considering how quickly tickets for major concerts seem to sell out these days and the fact that they sell directly to members of Robbie Williams dot com and not via any ticketing agencies I didn’t really expect to see Robbie in concert at all. So it was somewhat of a Surprise when just over a week ago, Emily called and asked if I was free to go and see Robbie on the 19th September. Despite the fact that tickets had sold out months ago, they had found some additional tickets now. Mainly caused by the fact that originally they had sold out the newly built Wembley Stadium. Only, its not been built yet. Delay after delay has meant that most of this years concerts have been moved from Wembley to other locations. Robbie included. But on the plus side it meant that we now got to go.

Working until 1700 at Canary Wharf I made my way to Euston to meet up with Emily and take a Train to Milton Keynes. About an hour north of London. Our dilemma would be if we actually make it home from Milton Keynes after the concert. We got into Milton Keynes, jumped a taxi to the bowl and found our way down to as close as we could get. Considering how late it already was we got to within about 50 Meters of the Stage. Lucky Bitches.

The show was warming up with Basement Jaxx who got the crowd into a bit of a warmed up frenzie and suddenly the lights dimmed, the music roared, the smoke machine bellowed. In a flash of flames as fireballs soared to the sky from all around the stage and across the massive Iron Structure that was the set. Possibly one of the largest stages I have ever seen. There he was, Son of England, possibly England’s biggest star today, Mister Robbie Williams. Or As Emily prefers to call him, her future husband.

The show started with some new ones, went through some classics like Strong, then Jonathan Wilkes joint him for a whole set of Swing.

A small pause for the finally had Robbie at the top of the 100 Foot structure, flames soaring all around him to possibly my faveourite Robbie track of all time, Let me Entertain you. Then the song that will always remind of my baby Dusan, Feel.

Somehow the lyrics seem so much more now, since he told me that it was his favourite song.

Come and hold my hand
I want to contact the living
Not sure I understand
This role I’ve been given

I sit and talk to god
But he just laughs at my plan
My head speaks a language
I don’t understand

I just wanna feel, real love
Feel the home that I live in

Cos I’ve got too much life running thru my veins
Going to waste

I don’t wanna die
But I ain’t keen on living either
Before I fall in love
I preparing to leave him

I Scare myself to death
That’s why I keep on running
Before I’ve arrived
I can see myself coming

I just wanna feel, real love, fell the home that I live in
Cos I’ve got too much life running thru my veins
Going to waste

And I need to feel, Real love and a love ever after
There’s a whole in my soul

I just wanna feel, real love, feel the home that I live in
I’ve got too much life, running through my veins
Going to waste

And I need to feel, feel love
And a love ever after

There is a hole in my soul
You can see it in my face
It’s a real big place

Come and hold my hand
Come and hold my hand
Come and hold my Hand
I wanna contact the living

Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand


What do you think?

Wrapping up with Angels, another song that can make you either smile with happiness or cry with sorrow, we were surely on a high as the entire 90,000 audience sang as loud as they could and ended on a high with Kids.

It was awesome. Fabulous to see that he really is such a great performer and even better on Stage than on television. Yet another concert under our belt for 2006, the year that will go down on record as possibly the best of my life. But having said that …. To be continued…..

Feeling better :-)

At last Dusan has a Mobile Phone. Its like I can suddenly get in contact again. ITs a really weird situation, here in 2006, we are so used to being able to get in contact with people via text message or telephone call whenever we so please. Second had has become our nature that we are so used to it, its strange when it is no longer the case.

He spent the weekend at his sisters and only yesterday, Monday, had time to get out and buy a mobile. Yesterday evening after getting home and having a quick chat to Lisa next door I came in and managed to call him. We chatted for 49 minutes and unlike the other day when he had to run after 2 minutes as his sister was driving them to the shops.

After that I had to pretty much shower, get ready and have an early night. Tuesday I start work at 8AM and have to get a train at 630AM. So not good at these early starts. Why is it you can never get to bed early if you have an early start. Then as time draws nearer and nearer to the time you have to get up you get more and more restless and it does infact feel as though you have had no sleep whatsoever?

Still when I finish work tomorrow I shall meet Emily and then we are off to Milton Keynes to see Robbie Williams live. That really is something to keep my pecker up about. The sad thing is, Robbie is the one Artiste Dusan would like to see. Next tour baby I'll be sure to get you a ticket. Hope I dont cry when Feel comes on. It will always remind me of him as its his favourite song. x

Countdown underway

I cant believe it was the 23rd August that he came back, its nearly a month passed already. There is always a countdown, till he comes here or I go there. 18 Days to go until I see him again, seems so far away and yet I look in my social calandar and see that I dont hardly have space to wash my smalls. At least when I am busy I am not alone and thinking about how much I miss him.

Aside from the fact that Mum knew he was staying for the past few weeks and the fact that we have been a couple since 2003, Mum & Dad knew nothing of him. Sue had met him, Fanny has, all of my friends, naturally, know him. But its not something I have ever been used to talking to them about. I came out to them after I had my first Boyfriend but after that I moved to London. It just seemed to make sense to keep my London life to London. But now, now that everything is so serious, I decided that it was time to tell them. Sent them some pictures and just told them how long it had all been, how he had been away on a cruise ship working and how much we are in love. I took the chickens route, I Emailed them. Am I really bad? I find that when I have something I really need to tell my parents its often easier to write to them as you can tell the whole story before a reply comes your way.

In the mean time, 18 Days baby, 18 long days!

And it hurts!

It doesn’t seem yesterday that he was here and its only been five days since he left and already the pain is starting. To be forced to be separated from the person you love for simply being born in a country that requires a visa to stay or work in the UK. It doesn’t seem fair that we cant be together right now. That if he was from a different country in Easter Europe he could stay indefinitely. Its so wrong.

I called him today. He sounds so lonely stuck in a small town with little to do. His next cruise doesn’t even start for another 5 weeks.

At least I have Zagreb coming up soon. If I didn’t have so much work on at the moment I would go over there now.

For the past five days I have been able to submerge myself in work but today, Saturday, I was home. Marcus Chops came over last night after work and after we had some wine he ended up staying over. It was nice to have some company and its always nice to see Mr Chops. He calls me Neil Chops and I call him Marcus Chops. If he and I were a couple we could call our kids Lamb & Pork eh?

So its Saturday evening and I am home alone, missing my baby and wishing he were back here, in my arms, holding me tight, giving me that look he gives me with his pearcing brown eyes. Talking in his gentle manly tone in that incredibly sexy accent. Discussing all matter or topics as he works his way through my growing DVD collection.

20 Days to go until I go to Croatia. Deep down I know he has set his heart on doing one more cruise. Earn some money and save it. But deep down I am hoping that I will be able to talk him into coming back over and staying with me. I’ve never met anyone like him. Never loved someone so much that you would do anything for them. 20 days and I’ll see him again. 20 long days.

This time last week we were on the last ride of the night on Stealth at Thorpe Park and came home and had our best night together ever. Now I am home alone, my heart is yearning for him and doing what we have now done for far too long. Wait, wait to be together again. 20 days baby and I’m coming to get you. Miss you so much. Come back soon. All my love Neil xxx

Happy Birthday Lucky Bitches

How time flies. A year ago Today I posted my first entry on this site. Its been an amazing year and I have done so much in it. All of the Pride Events, Miami, Portugal, Concerts, Birthdays. Its been amazing and filled with the fondest memories of a summer I can ever remember. Thank you to everyone thats been a part of it, we really are Lucky Bitches.

Work Trip to Leeds

Everyone seems to think that my job is so glamorous. I always get told, "Your so lucky, you get to travel all over and stay in nice hotels". I guess it does sound nice but in reality you get to see a whole load of Airports, Stations, Taxi's and hotel bedrooms. There is nothing more awful than going into a hotel restaurant and asking for a table for one. A good book always helps in those instances. More often than not I order room service or if possible, go out and eat elsewhere.

This trip, Tuesday to Thursday to meet a client in Leeds was slightly different. Unlike my past couple of trips to Leeds I actually got a hotel in the city centre, the lovely Marriott. Secondly EVERYTHING was on account meaning I could eat, drink or do whatever I wanted. There is only so much that you can drink or eat and so I did get a chance to go out and explore the gay district briefly. Seeing as it was literally 30 seconds outside of the hotel. But much like eating on your own, a drink on your own can be the same and so I used the time to try and catch up on a few early nights. That was the theory anyway. But I hardly slept. Considering that I didnt sleep at all on Sunday (Dusan's last night) and Monday evening hardly at all as the bed felt so empty and cold without him, I thought by Tuesday I would have been so exhausted and manage a good 8 - 9 hours kip.

The two days training went fine and yesterday I shared the train journey home with one of the delegates, Angela. We enjoyed several bottles of wine and managed to speed our way back to London letting the train take the strain (Or was it our liver taking the strain?)

Finally got home around 1030PM and literally passed out. Thankfully I had permission to work flexi time today.

Missing Dusan so much, I wish I had thought ahead and planned a weekend over there this week. I finally get to see him again on the 6th October (22 days and counting) :-) Miss you baby! XXX

His home safe & Sound

Just had a phone call from Croatia. Dusan is home safe and sound. You would have thought that having not slept at all on Sunday evening that we would both be really sleepy and out cold but last night I couldnt get to sleep. The bed felt so empty and cold without him. He just called and said he was the same, awake still at gone 3AM, unable to sleep.

Its only 3 weeks baby, be strong, I will too and I will see you soon.

Many thanks to everyone who has called and offered support, your friendship means the world.

A huge thank you to Gary too for his hospitality on Saturday. You don't choose your family but you do choose your friends. If like attracts like and nice attracts nice then I have truly found the best circle of friends in the world and have a man I love to the end of the world and back. Thank you everyone. All my love Neil

PS - Dusan, be strong babycakes, I'll be over to visit in a few weeks. xxx

Best summer ever - and all because of my friends

How Lucky Am I? No wonder im a Lucky Bitch! My beautifull Gay Family. Love you all. Sorry I have had to remove some of the older pics, I'm all out of space. Email me and Ill send you copies on request. Big Love VC X

Sometimes its easier said in a song

I dont know why? I just have always called Dušan Baby. Not because his younger than me, but but because he is my baby. The one I love. Somehow the words to this song kind of wrap up exactly how I am feeling at the moment.

Ironically, his favourite Robbie Williams song is Feel and it came on the radio the minute that I left the airport.

His only been gone 14 hours and I am missing him so much. This is supposed to be a happy blog so i'll just leave it with the lyrics to the song

How do I,
Get through the night without you?
If I had to live without you,
What kind of life would that be?
Oh, I
I need you in my arms, need you to hold,
You're my world, my heart, my soul,
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything good in my life,

And tell me now
How do I live without you?
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?

Without you,
There'd be no sun in my sky,
There would be no love in my life,
There'd be no world left for me.
And I,
Baby I don't know what I would do,
I'd be lost if I lost you,
If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything real in my life,

And tell me now,
How do I live without you?
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?

Please tell me baby,
How do I go on?

If you ever leave,
Baby you would take away everything,
I need you with me,
Baby don't you know that you're everything,
Real in my life?

And tell me now,
How do I live without you,
I want to know,
How do I breathe without you?
If you ever go,
How do I ever, ever survive?
How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?

How do I live without you?

How do I live without you baby?

Never can say Goodbye

I have never been at all good at goodbyes. Today more than ever. We went to bed extra early, (10PM) as his flight leaves at 6AM. I've not slept a wink, despite taken a nitoll. Somehow my brain would not shut down and I know thats the last time I get to lie in his arms for some weeks now.

Airport goodbyes are even worse. All I have for comfort is that I will see him again next month and then when he returns in Spring. I missed him before so how will I cope now? All I know is the next week is gonna be hard. They say absense makes the heart grow fonder, I guess it has to be true.

Why does it hurt so much?

His not even gone yet, but im begining to loose it. I know its only 7 months, I know i'll see him in 3 weeks when I go to visit, but I guess you cant control everything. His got to leave in 12 hours time. I feel like my world is going to temporarily crumble.

My friends will pick me up, but it will hurt like hell. It already is and his not even gone yet. why does it have to hurt so much?

Mirror Image

When we look for the partner in our lives I guess that what we are looking for is someone who shares the same value, feelings and morals as ourself. Well, thats why I know that Dusan is the right one for me. He thinks what I am thinking, speaks the way I speak, its just a weird chemistry thing as though two can become one. He pre empts my thoughts, does everything the way I would, yet better. I guess I never found my soul mate before when things just click and everything goes right. Like it was meant to be. Tomorrow he leaves for Croatia and will the hardest as we have to say goodbye for the time being. I'm going to go and visit him over there in a few weeks and then its a long since months while he does his final contract on the cruise ships. I woke up this morning and while in that dozing, half awake, cuddling state, already the tears were rolling down my eyes. Tomorrow he will be gone, not forever, but for another 7 months. Im determined to not make our last day together a teary one so got up early to whack this out and get it over with so that we can spend quality time together in our final hours of today.

You can be a Lucky Bitch and yet still feel pain. Im lucky cos I have found my man, but sad cos he has to go. I know my friends will keep me strong until he returns but it doesnt make it none the easier. So once again the countdown will begin till my baby returns.

Gaydar Days @ Thorpe Park

Well after much publicity and talk the day finally came. Who would have thought that there woudl come a time when we are offered out very own gay day out in the countries top theme parks. Okay, so it wasnt exactly 100 Percent gay, it wasnt even mostly gay, infact, more chav's and trailor park trash. But i'm a firm believer of making your own party. We arrived just after 11:00 and immediately ran into Yannick & Gary. I finally got my pitcure taken with Yannick. He was the only one i'd not got a pic of myself with. (Watch out Baylen, ive not had my pic with you yet. I've not even met Baylen. Does he exist? LOL.

We went straight on Collusus a Rollercoaster that Loops 10 Times. Yes ten loops. I wouldnt say it was very scary, it wasnt that high, but it was fun. Then from there we went on Stelth that goes from 0 to 65MPH in 3 Seconds flat and goes straight up in the air, twisting you over and dropping down the other side dropping upside down about 7 storeys. Was awesome. We rode it over 3 times in the end. We then hooked up with the Gaydar Gang, the Lovely Sam Vangeen, Gary H & Fifi Dior Darling. They were in the VIP area and so we headed off to do the rides while they did all of their promotional stuff. Coming back sporadically to hook up with them again, Gary Surprised us and got us into the Royal Enclosure. It was like Brighton all over again, Neil, Jason, Robin, Jamie, Big Ben, RJ, Mikey, everyone but Jaffa Joe :-( We missed you Joe, Next year matey, your coming if I have to pay for you myself.

We chilled out with the best company for a couple of hours and then used our Fast Passes to go on all of the rides without a queue. You just go to the Fast Pass line and your at the front of the Queue. Fabulooos as Chops would say.
Having done a few rides we hooked up with Lee, Joel & Matt and went on some more rides, with a final bomoozle around Stealth again. Wow. What a ride. Bumped into Simon, JD, Richie & Jon rushing between rides, finally seen everyone! Yeah.
Then it was back to the Dome for the Salvation Dance Tent. It wasnt heaving and we didnt even make it to Wild Fruit but a sign of a good day is when you can say "I've had enough, it was fabulous, shall we go?". So we really do make the party our own, in the best of company you could possibly want to share it with. Thank you to everyone who made it such a special day and hope to see you all at Alton Towers for the next one. Love you all. MWAH.

Pictures will follow guys, I have to erase some of the old ones as i'm out of space on my blog. They only give you 300MB. Sorry. If anyone wants copies of the old pictures just email me and i'll send you them on. x

You do the funniest things when you are pi**sed!

During a very fabulous chilled out evening at Chop's, we had had a glass of wine too many. So it came to pass that last week chops has spoted my most fabulous Brabantia Bin, when he popped in last week. I had been looking for one for ages but at £65 it was a luxury I could do without. Suddenly I spotted the Bin I had wanted in a closing down sale at the Bargiain price of £37.50. (Lucky Bitches) Well I just had to have it and so it seemed Marcus did too. He asked if there was a chance that I could pick up another at the same price could I? So as we were passing today and the sign said Last Final Days I went in and was astonished that they hadnt all gone. Snapped one up as fast as you can say Dot Cotton. The lady behind the counter didnt quite understand when I said it would look fabulous in the lounge. ``the lounge` she asked? Yes I said, a bin that fabuluous lives in the lounge, besides there is no room in the kitchen. Anyway, im missing the point here. I bought Marcus's Bin. For the Fabulous price of £37.50

Now where remember? So Chops logs on and says its so easy to pay you back, ill do it on lne. Logs in and makes the payment.

All Done.. Says Chops.
Oh says I, And thats when it began, the discussion between how HSBC (Homosexual Banking Corporation) , and First Direct operte.

Marcus had just paid me back the £37.50 he had owed me online, and I call the bank to demo how my Firt Direct Account work, Tranfering successfully £37.50 back to Marcus, just to show, how it works. So Marcos owed me £37.50 that he payed me and now due to alcohol Ive paid him back, so like I said, You do the funniest things when your pissed.

The Greatest gift you'll ever learn is to love & be loved in Return

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I dont want my blog to end up getting all mushy and slushy, but I think that it does what it says on the tin. It was supposed to let thouse that know me hear about what I have been doing and whats going on in my life. I know its all changed slightly in the past two weeks as Dusan has been here. Can you believe that after 3 years I have only just found out I have been pronouncing his name wrong, its pronounced Duece Sian!

We spent the evening together chatting about the future. Neither of us ever thought we would end up getting married and its all a bit weird to both of us. Starting to prepare for an event that neither of us thought that in the Gay World we live in could ever happen to us. We were discussing it last night. I didnt know I would ask him when I did, it just happened, it just seemed right, so here we are, planning a future together. Dusan will leave on Monday now, back to Croatia, for a few weeks until he starts his next cruise contract. In the mean time I will go and visit him there in Croatia. We were discussing previous boyfriends and things like that yesterday too but never has it been like this. To quote from one of my favourite movies, the greatest gift youll ever learn is to love and be loved in return.

A Day by the pool

Having had to get up at 545AM yesterday for work, and some serious overtime I thought it would be nice to enjoy a relaxing day by the pool. Fanny, Now retired, aged 34 and Dusan and I made our way to mums and just sat by the pool. Enjoyed an drink or two and relaxed! As the pictures show!

Sunday at RVT & DTPM

I have been known to frequent the Royal Vauxhall Tavern (RVT) on many a Sunday afternoon. In fact we often refer to it as Church. Of course the official name is S.L.A.G.S. Chill out. That’s the South London Action Girls Society, for the Virgins amongst you. For those regulars amongst us it’s a place you can go with none of the attitude of much of the scene. You have to be there by around 4PM these days to ensure you will get admission, but once in with your £6 wristband allowing readmission you can buy your self a drink and set yourself down outside, weather permitting, on the grassy knoll.

Bumped into Chris, Ian & Jez and chilled for a while in the park before going in to enjoy the show. The very talented Dame Edna Experience. Not only the best drag act in the country but possibly one of the best comedians and singers / impersonators in the country. The £6 entrance is such a bargain for from 530 – 630 you are treated to ensemble of limit pushing jokes, classic gags and a set of songs sung in the vocal sounding of the singer. i.e. Edna sang Patsy Cline, Celine Dion, Robbie Williams, Dusty Springfield. Such a talent and such a crowd puller it’s a must on anyone visiting me or London’s tour agenda. More so for the fact that if it was not for Jonathan’s (Dame Edna Experience) doing a show back in Brighton in Jan 2003 I would possibly never have met Dusan. We met during Jonathans show down in Brighton at a Phil Starr Tribute Night.

The show finished and we met up with Richard & Mark (Leather Queens) and had a boogie till around 830 before making our way to Marcus Chops for a drink pre DTPM. Always lovely to see Marcus and filled us in nicely before my big treat and Dusan’s too, DTPM.

The Music Pumped, the gorgeous boys were out in the mass. We met up with Neil Sexton for a drink and a quick dance and then Dusan’s friend, Marko, joint us too.

I don’t know what it is about DTPM that has me so drawn. I guess it feels like home. Great venue, friendly staff, beautiful boys all being shared my dear friends. Totally fabulous.

We got home from DTPM around 420 AM and spent over 3 hours, chilling out and catching up on one another and enjoying a bit of quality time. With only 2 days till Dusan leaves for Croatia I cant help but admit I am scared and upset at how I will feel without him again. If we have survived the past few years a few more months should be nothing.

A chilled day Monday before a stupid O’clock start tomorrow. Sigh. Well got to pay the bills somehow.

XX Neil XX

The calm before the storm

Considering that we have quite a busy Sunday planned we decided on Saturday to take it easy during the day and then went over to see Carlos & Tazio at their flat in Balham last night. Carlos wasn’t able to make it to Woody & Steve’s last Friday for the Welcome spread due to work commitments but we wanted to be sure to get to see him somehow. Considering that Dusan & I have been together for over 3 years there are a lot of people that know him as well as myself, even if he has been working on the Cruise Ship for a while. It feels like we have spent the whole of his trip either out in London trying to catch up with his friends or mine or spending a day at home to relax and chill out and catch up with each other.

We drove over to Carlo’s around 7PM and enjoyed a Pizza Dinner with them both while we sat and watched the X Factor on television. Then the Cut Behind the Scenes of the X Factor and finally we sat and did the National IQ Test, Test the Nation.

Ironically Dusan got the highest score out of all of us scoring over 42 out of 70 giving him an IQ of 102. Carl and I nipped out to get the food and missed half of the questions. Oops. Maybe I will do it on line later.

Left Balham around 1215 so was home late in time to watch some TV and get ready for bed. Quiet but nice day, relaxed pre Sunday’s main events. Watch this space.

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Audio Audio Brighton VIPS

Had a nice chat with Brother Joe tonight (Jaffa Joe) one of the founding Members of the Gaydar Fraternity. Apparently my blog is building cred and if I write them up soon I will become a Audio Audio (Seafront Brighton) VIP.

Watch this space for feedback on one of my fave venue's in Brighton or as RJ would say, this is Vauxhallcowboy reporting for Poo on a Stick TV.


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Homo Alone

Sad to say not a lot to report today. We woke, went to the bank and supermarket and came home to do chores. Then Marcus Chops called and came to visit for a few hours. Always nice to see him, and his officially our first regular visitor. He had bought me back the clothes I left at his on the night. So he arrived just after 430 PM and came in for a chat and a coffee. We chatted, we coffee'd and we chatted some more and you know what? He forgot that he came to bring the clothes I had left at his and that had been living in the boot of his car ever since. By the time I get them back they will be damp and mildew ridden but like they say 'Its the Thought that counts'. Bless ya Marcus Chops.

Dusan and I spent the evening chilling, cooking home made Fajitas and then me introducing him to 3 episodes of Doctor Who. I'm not sure if he enjoyed it or just agreed to watch it but we then went upstairs and what do you know? I'm Pregnant. Just kidding. But tell me why its now 205AM on Saturday morning and I still cant sleep? I guess I'm high on life. Surrounded by such lovely people in my life, friends, family, boyfriend, that it just feels like everything is going great. When Mercury is Retrograde they tell you, if you follow the star signs, that things will go wrong, well right now Capricorn is in Aries and things and going absolutely simply fabulous. X :-)
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Dinner with the Boyz

Had a meeting in Soho yesterday afternoon. It works quite well as we all get a chance to escape our usual places of work and have a meeting and then it was onto do a little shopping before meeting up with Dusan & Kenton for a drink in the Duke of Wellington (Magner’s of course). After 1 in the Duke we went to the Yard and met with Stuart & the Leather Queens, Mark & Richard. Mark & Kenton had theatre tickets so we all met prior for a drink and headed to Balan’s for Dinner while Dusan went down to Borough to see his old flat mate Antonio.

Dinner in Balan’s was followed with drinks in Compton’s and then Richard and I made our way back to Surrey Quays were the car was parked. Problem with driving up is that I cant drink, but I don’t need alcohol to have a good time.

I picked up Dusan at London Bridge at around 930PM and we had talked briefly about going to Rude Boyz. But as we are going to DTPM & RVT on Sunday we decided that we would far rather go home and spend time with each other rather than in a noisy club. I’ve only got 5 more days until he goes home and so we spent the evening chatting and watching movies. (I say Movies, he does like my Adult DVD collection – LOL).

Was in bed by just after 12:00. I don’t know if it was a particularly warm night or that I’m not used to two bodies in the bed but it was boiling. Fairly busy day catching up with good friends and good company but quiet enough for a school night. Oh and look, it’s the weekend again :-)
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