Crossing The Line

On May 22nd, Ireland will vote in a referendum that chooses whether to pass and legalise gay marriage.  By now, you will have seen numerous articles, press releases and statements from public figures preaching the importance of this up and coming referendum. I am not one for being serious.  I am a firm believer in taking the Mick out of situations in order to lessen the emotional burden of the harder parts of life.  This topic however is very close to my heart. So I will try.  All I want to do is tell you my point of view. If you vote, which side you choose, is up to you.  What are you saying yes too? There seems to be a great deal of confusion as to what this vote will actually mean.  I want to break it down.   Saying yes, means you want to give equal right to those born homosexual as those heterosexual in regards to whether they can get married. Personally speaking, I am a 27 year old man. Just like the majority of my friends, I have n...

For me personally I rarely make a purchase of shoes online. I'm a in store kind of guy out of sheer necessity. I am the person that is all different sizes when it comes to shoes. What size shoe are you? You might ask me. That depends what shoe we are talking about. Are we talking a boot, a loafer, are we talking trainers because if we are that makes it more complicated.   See what I mean. So buying shoes on line, for me is far too long. What if I get the wrong size? No one wants the hassle or returning a online purchase.  For this reason I usually stick to the store purchase. I say usually, because recently like a fool I did the dog and tried to buy online again.  Its the lure of a bargain that wipes my memory temporarily. I love a good bargain. Come on who doesn’t?   There I was minding my own business when I was browsing Amazon, as I tend to do a lot of the time.  Chances are, if we are texting back and forth. I am on Amazon the entire ...

So it was pointed out almost a millisecond after I posted my previous blog, I had excluded a fundamental activity in today's society. Whats your view on drinking alone? Shout out to Michael who brought it up first. Shockingly, it was not something I thought of and thus never became part of what i wrote in my previous blog post ' Going it alone'.  From this fruition comes part two.  Drinking. I shall break this down into a couple of sections to discuss my thoughts on this *sips glass of red wine*. Joking. I never sip. I gulp. Home Alone For a lot of people, they like nothing better then getting home. Kicking off there shoes, loosening there ties, pouring a glass of wine, or popping a cap off a beer, and relaxing, either in the bath or in front of the TV for a few blissful hours. Some R&R time. Some me time.  Some take it further and hook a IV of vodka straight to there veins and turn on hardcore pornography. To each there own. Personally I don't drin...

In todays busy world, its a given, that at certain times activities you need to part-take in will be conducted alone. To some of us, the chance to have some much needed ‘me time’ is a blessing, to others, the thoughts of this leaves them in a panic.  It is impossible to have someone there to do everything with you, even if they are a partner or spouse, they will ultimately have prior engagements and this leaves you little lady to fend for yourself.   In honesty this blog post has been brought on in part with the recent urge to leave it all behind and indulge my inner back packer.  Thats right, I'm considering leaving the London life behind for awhile and head travelling across this globe we call home.  As I would be travelling alone, it has forced me to be completely honest with myself in what I am prepared to do alone and what I will have to grow accustom too.  So heres the clincher. What are you willing to do alone? I have complied a short list of what I ...

Have you ever woken up from a severe hangover and taken a harsh look in the mirror? Noticed the blotches on your skin, your hair style resembling that of a member of  the band ''A flock of seagulls''? You look down at your arm and notice a stamp from some seedy underground nightclub you frequented last night. Your stomach. It doesn’t feel too healthy. Your clothes are scattered all over the floor, along with some random poster you decided to take from the club to bring home. If you are lucky enough there is no dreaded basic bitch lying at the other side of your bed. It is in this moment, this exact moment, you catch your own eye in the mirror and think, ''What the hell am i doing with my life?'' That moment sucks. It is in this exact moment that I  get that panic. The mid-late twenties panic. Usually by the afternoon my stomach settles and that will go away.  Thinking of this, I have compiled a useful list. Things that scare you while you’re in your...

The usual smells people associate with Christmas: Spiced apple, mulled wine, fresh snow on the surface of your lawn while your house is adorned with twinkling lights. What smells do I associate with the rush up to the big day? The stale sweat from excruciating crowds swarming the streets. Cheap house wine, as it splashes upon my shoes from the drunken girl stumbling out of the bar in the over packed pub full of ‘Christmas drinks’. The smell of guilt as it exudes from someone who forgot to buy a ‘Kris Kindle’ Present for their workplace colleague. Now Tom from IT won’t have any new mug to use this year? Why would you do that to him? Christmas can be an amazing time of year, but the build-up can be a hell on earth like no other. Here are my top 4. Endless Cards Every year without fail I will spend an evening writing extremely personal and hilarious cards to my most cherished family and friends. I will then send them at the start of December to ensure there are many wee...

                        Here it is, the inevitable blog post about what girls love about gay guys. You can absolutely take it for granted that if you are a female and we are buddies I have most definitely taken inspiration from our relationship (some more then others obviously) It's common knowledge that girls love gay guys. Unless of course they're weirdly religious then that can some times get in they way. I see you religious sallys laughing behind your hands at my bitchy put down, don't hide it, don't hate.  God loves all, apart from me according to you.   1 Gossip It's true, we are gossip whores and we accumulate all the most juicy ripe gossip and keep it in our man bags ready to divulge at our next cocktail get together. Gay guys not only love gossip but people tend to gravitate towards us to unload there own gossip to our ears. God knows why, we will spread that shit all over town.  We don't...