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thoughts, comments and musings from a 30-something gay guy in London. ''Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh.'' --George Bernard Shaw


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Hi guys!

This here's the Blog* for Fishriver, a 30-something gay guy living in London, England.

I wanted to have a space where I could put up thoughts, insights, musings, rants etc without the mallarcky (that's a London slang for hassle for all you international visitors who thought 'what the hell?", when they saw that) of updating a web page.

I also wanted a space where I could share my experiences in the hope that others would contribute to the conversation and build a forum for chatting about what's it's like being gay in the twenty second century, what it was like growing up realising you were kinda different from other people and how you went about (or are going about) coming to terms with who you are and who others are too.

Oh, by the way, if you got here from another way other than my website, you can go take a look here

I'd really like people to add comments and stuff here too. Or maybe respond to the things I'm writing about. If you do want to say something, email me here and I'll add you as a contributor. You can then post to your hearts content (It's the the only way right now, sorry, but you'll get a reply email telling you how to log in)

* if you don't know what a Blog is by the way, take a look here

"Let the games commence!"


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Wednesday, February 13, 2002

 
Well, the weekend went *really* well. Mum had a great time and we all got on like a hous on fire. She's met my partner a few times but hadn't ever stayed with us so it was kind of a new experience for us all, but from the moment she arrived it was all pretty relaxed and we had a cool time.

Meal in on Friday, bit of retail therapy on Saturday and on Saturday night we actually ended up staying up drinking and talking till 4.30am!!

I mean, my mum's normally nodding off in front of the TV by about 10.00 so God knows what happened there - must have been the champagne we'd had earlier!

I think we've moved to the next level now. Considering that when I told my mother I was gay, she thought she'd lost me and felt ashamed and embarassed etc (thought it was as a result of being influenced by the people I moxed with in the big city and that it was a phase that I 'chose' to participate in!), she's come round in a big way.

I'm actually really please that it happened as quickly as it did. Her first reactions made me pretty upset and mademe think that this was going to be a long haul, if not a permanent situation and that things wouldn't ever quite be the same again, but after the initial shock, she's been absolutely amazing. Can't say that it's probably been easy for her - especially as I'm her only and so the big thing about no grandchildren was probably a major deal (one of the reasons why it took me so long to tell her, I knew that this would be one thing she'd find really hard), but I think we've both learnt a lot during the process and I think it's opened up her life to a whole new way of thinking.



Fish posted this at 9:09 AM.