On telling the whole truth, part 2
It is never easy telling someone you don´t love them, when you know it is not a reciprocal feeling. And yet there he was the other night, doing it. And…
On telling the whole truth..
It is never easy telling someone you love them when you know it is not a reciprocal feeling. And yet there I was last night doing it. And still the…
Three things…
I usually find some time about this period of the year.... to think about going forwards into the next year. And this year is no exception, except that I have…
Sex, love and life: Book 1 A postscript
Looking back, looking forwards... In December 1989, Neil Tennant was yet to write the lyrics to the song that he felt, in 2020, remains the Pet Shops best song, Being…
Sex, love and life (The Sacrifice) 3.12 The end of a decade
So, right at the end of the year and at the very start of the nineties, I was in a very discursive mood in my diary. Considering all the things…
Sex, love and life (The Sacrifice) 3.11 The Mondino men
On Saturday 1st October, I was actually very positive for once, as BMP had approached another photographer in the same vein as Herb Ritts but who was not quite so established,…
Sex, love and life (The Sacrifice) 3.10 Two steps forward, one step back
By Sunday 18th June, I was just back in London: Back from Ibiza, far too much to say about it, but it'll wait. Up to the Heath with Joe tonight, there…
Sex, love and life (The sacrifice) 3.08 The heat on the beat, San Fran days
By the 14th April, I was back from the American trip: (I didn't take a diary for the same reason as before: the dratted customs). Difficult to write about…
Sex, love and life (The Sacrifice) 3.07 ‘Lurch, launch and feedback’
It was remarkable how many gay magazines BMP was finding to place the ads in, quite a few I had never heard of. Suddenly, there were to be quite large…
Sex, love and life (The Sacrifice) 3.06 One month in, heads down..
By the 30th October, I was reminiscing about ex boyfriend's and remembering my relatively relaxed and simple time at Leadale Rd, the final April housing co-op house I had lived in.…