The received wisdom is ‘practice’, but that sounds like effort and not that fun, so I just jumped on a plane instead. Continue reading
Football teams take the piss with shirts these days, but there was a time when they were cherished by fans of all ages. Continue reading
Playing for a gay football team, you often get asked the same old questions, so when I heard that Above the Stag was putting on a musical on that very subject – He Shoots! He Scores! – I feared it was going to have more misplaced clichés than Leicester had misplaced passes in 2015/16, but like the erstwhile champions, the musical is a winner. Continue reading
I’d never go to Miami out of choice – I like places with history, grandeur and, ideally, temperatures that aren’t constantly over 30 degrees. Continue reading
Silver. Again. For the second time in three years, I’ve played in a London Titans team that’s come within touching distance of international glory, but I should be glad that we had a competition to play in at all, as the Miami OutGames descended into farce. Continue reading
If you go to a gig, and there isn’t an accordion, drinks globe and full Napoleonic regalia, have you ever really been to a gig at all? Fortunately, The Divine Comedy at the Palladium included all three, and much more besides – the perfect birthday present to myself.
I know how real the struggle can be – I most recently felt it after rocking up at Aldgate station to go on another TfL Winter Walk following a night on the pop and about three hours sleep. I think it was about worth it – let’s see. Continue reading