i am me, most of the time

and sometimes i'll be who ever i want to be

 

and occasionally i'll be asleep, but with one eye on the ball, yawn!

 

i live in on the south coast of england in a lovely regency town full of strange beauty, i seek nothing but interest and anecdote from life, ( or so it would seem) and i am lucky to have such an abundance.

 

i like to skate and sing, to wander along the beach, to read anything that's ever been printed, my mind will often become transfixed with a Handel Oratorio and my eyes might just become fixed on some tight muscular butt, usually my handsome Iberian boyfriends.

 

I live to live and love to laugh and believe that scandal is compassionate to the dull, i torment anyone who is full of fear and bully the bullies, i like to think to anyone else i am either an inspiration or a bore.

 

i am queer and unavailable and kind of like it that way, am learning all the time and forgetting too.

 

Being gay is part of whom i am, i am a romantic cynic, a loveless lover, a man who is both vulnerable and impregnable, a cute mass of contradictions, but i try not to take myself too seriously. I like being gay, it makes life so much more interesting. I have a superb partner who is close enough to my life to support and relish the wonder without being so close as to suffocate my trembling fears of the unknown.

 

i like having pictures taken of me, rather than taking them myself. Ego is in the 'I' of the beholder.

 

I am welsh born and bred, and come from a small but very beautiful town in the deepest welsh valleys, this has given me a sense of joy to my daily life. The still green beauty of the valleys is a solace and an inspiration, and also a prison. There is no horizon to gaze out at, and all mountains can be stood upon, thus i live next to the sea, so i can gaze out over the ripples of the silver sea and wonder at the horizon.

 

i share what i like, but protect my privacy. my intimate moments are not for sharing.

 

i seek no ones approval but am honest enough to notice my occasional craving for attention, but hey! i can also make modesty into a crime

 

i am most at peace on my skates, rolling along the endless promenade of Brighton or stuck somewhere private with my nose in a good book

 

i have time for everyone, especially those who look most sad and shy, for those are the ones that can blind and shine after the application of a little soft polishing.

 

i can make time, i will manufacture nostalgia, i can summon pain, rain and shade should i wish to, mostly i choose not to; folk are so hard to please...

  

i work hard and have a few interesting jobs, i am lucky that my work provides me with both interesting and challenging situations. I work for a HIV charity called the Terrance Higgins Trust, for a Partnership safety team dealing with Hate Crime and it's effects and also have another life as a writer, they all fit well together and allow me to be both hard and soft, firm and weak, sensible and silly, clever and stupid, challenging and accepting and most of all learn, all the time.

  

i would die without learning, probably by my own hand, possibly in some archaic and romantic way,

i can learn things from everyone and everyplace and recall most of it, it's both a curse and blessing

  

I am lucky and i know it, and i do not have time to count my blessings.

 

i am surrounded by love and people who love me, i love them back, unconditionally and with fury!