Last week, around the 23 November, I noticed the first house in our street with Christmas decorations proudly displayed in the window, festive lights-a-flashing. We're accustomed to seeing this in the shops, but in your house-come on; it's still...

Having turned the corner, I'm into the second section of my walk to work. The road looks amazingly clear, but it is a busy road leading into the City (via Old St, straight on to Moorgate and then to Bank). But I am not walking at my normal time - it...

If I had my life again, I would want to come back gay. Oh for sure life is challenging and so very difficult. I've faced prejudice at school and at work. In my family life it has caused pain and distance. Before I came out I led a double life. Then...

Every morning (unless it is totally teeming down with rain-in which event I must leave extra-early to have a chance to get on the bus) I walk to work. It gives me the chance to think about the day ahead of me. To plan. To reflect. Part 1 I walk out...

Last night mon C and I went to see The Farenheit Twins at the Barbican. The play is based on Michael Faber's short story of the same name. As I've read before, Faber's writing is difficult to categorise. His 2005 Farenheit Twins collection...