jawnbc | avant la fête

didn’t want to come to work today. There’s a party starting to happen in Sydney, and I wanna be there.

But I came anyway, and sitting in my slot was a birfday card from my brother and his family. A lovely, funny card.

So that’s fête #1 tomorrow, me 39th birfday. About which I don’t whine or whinge; I know too many gay men who never had the pleasure of grey hairs, wrinkles and love handles. This is me loving getting older

so I’m at work, and gonna putter around and then feck off after lunch. To the beach. To get all gorgeous.

Of course fête #2 is the Sydney Gay & Lesbian Mardi Gras. Underbear party tonight, banquet tomorrow, parade and dance partay. Which will be my first dance partay since the late 80s. None of which I remember much of, save the blinding daylight of 11am.

But for this one my drug of choice will be espresso...