I see spots

Ballooooooons

Thanks for the comment, D_C! You so craaazy!

Winding down...

Well Pride 2005 was great! It hasn't actually taken me this long to recover (really), I've just been flat out at work. But I'm still buzzing after what was an absolutely amazing weekend. Observe!

Rainbow around Christchurch

As is tradition at this stage, I spent some time with F&E (bless 'em!) during the parade, and also the lovely Children of the Spud ("Queers have more fun, ILDO!!!"). Went to the Glória concert in the NCH on Saturday evening, which was wonderful, really inspirational. The only disappointment was the notable lack of Nyp this year, she was away fighting for justice with El Union. But I know that fuzzy blue tiara is resting up for next year's extravaganza!

Pride (in the name of Lurve)

So this weekend approximately 0.07% of the population will attend the U2 gigs in Croke Park and, according to the vague statistics I work with, possibly up to one tenth of that same population of ours will be expressing their pride in some shape or form (with all shapes and forms) at Dublin Pride 2005, our

Lesbian Gay Bisexual Transgender Queer COMMUNITY FESTIVAL!

I myself will be out and about with the best of them at the Parade, come rain (please don’t) or shine.

Photos to follow (recovery).

Happy Pride!

Lunding

Circus


Well, London (or as Lar calls it, Lunding) was terrific! Hotel was about ten paces from Piccadilly Circus (above), so we were very central. We got to see loads of stuff, went to the Tate Modern on Saturday morn to check out the Frida Kahlo exhibition, it was amazing. Hit Oxford Street with a vengeance that afternoon, shopped all around us. Went to possibly the best Chinese restaurant ever, In Chinatown (of all places!) then met up with the wonderful Vicki and some other pals and went drinking in Soho for the rest of the night. Spent most of Sunday wobbling around the city, found a big Starbucks, got coffee, plonked ourselves down on those lovely big armchairs they have, and read the Sunday papers for a few hours like two grannies. It was great!

(Esca)Later!

Heading on a little weekend away to London this eve, which will be my first holiday (sort of) in God knows how long. I'm not going to give out about the crummy exchange rate any more, not going to freak out about getting to the airport in time or worry about the Ryanair plane falling apart in the sky, or any of the usual nonsense. Just going to head over there, meet up with some peeps, have some beers (none of that feckin' bitter!), have some larfs, and maybe buy some shoes.

LONDON BABY!