I miss
Annoying you with stupid jokes
Trying to be vegetarian to impress you
Not understanding theatre but going anyway
Theatre Deli
Northern Art on a Friday (and my shoddy attempts at helping to tidy up)
Being intimidated by your friends
Cooking tea with you and arguing about calling it ‘dinner’
You telling me to write and me never doing because I was too happy
Snapchatting you my day
Morning texts
Evening phonecalls
Goodnight kisses
Me buying you pints of ale
Prosecco nights in
Bingeing on The American Office
You asking for my Netflix password
Playing chess (we didn’t do it enough)
Your smile
Your laugh
Your threats to cut your hair short (I really wanted you to!)
Your demands for tea in a morning
“Tea for me” “for you?” “For me!”
Jub
Tommy Turtle in his shell
Top Cunt
Your bum
Kissing your neck
Baths lit by candles
6 Hillsborough Place
Making love to Tom Waits and Gil Scott Heron
Buying you flowers
Going to that junk/antique shop I can’t remember the name of but that you loved, the one we’d go to on Sunday’s
Twee everything
Your summer dresses
Your winter coats
Radio 6 in a morning
Radio 4 at night
Sunday morning walks
Curries at aagrah (and the sharing starter)
Kisses
My head between your thighs
The arching of your back
The Rutland arms
Your nose (and the piercing)
Listening to you talk about work
Squeezes
Telling you the same story again and again and again…
“Guess what?” “What?” “I like you a lot.” *tilt of the head and tongue out* *I mimic*
Greggs is Serious Business, apparently.
the north remembers
(via babynatxo-blog)
Source: thecoppercow
Just this January, the UK Council for Psychotherapy and the Department of Health brought together 14 organizations to sign a Memorandum of Understanding promising to end the practice of conversion therapy (any type of talking therapy which attempts to change sexual orientation). It seems staggering that such an agreement was still needed at the beginning of 2015, and critics have pointed out that the memorandum has a major omission: it fails to mention therapies aimed at converting transgender people back to their birth gender.
While outright “trying to talk someone out of being gay” is now rare in the UK, a kind of conversion therapy–lite still seems to exist, especially at the margins of gender and sexual diversities. I heard stories of people whose therapist refused to acknowledge their gender; people whose kink so horrified their therapist it became the focus of all subsequent sessions. A sex worker told me her therapist implied that she must have been abused to take up such work; a lesbian woman was asked if she’d consider a heterosexual relationship.
In response to clear need, specialist services have sprung into action, promising access to therapists who won’t try to convert you, turn your sexuality into a massive pathology, or simply look bewildered.
Went out to Ladybower reservoir today.
Alfred Hitchcock and Kim Novak on the set of Vertigo, 1958
A little poem I wrote
“Someone always comes along”
Swept up in happiness we forget loneliness,
It’s dull, harsh ache washed away.
Soaking up loneliness we forget happiness
Is only another kiss away.
To those of you still using tumblr
Hello.
I’ve not used it in absolutely ages but those of you who are still using it appear to be the more creative of mi amigos. I’ve been having an idea for a while now of setting up a blog to try and showcase the arty/creative awesomeness of people in Stockport, Manchester and beyond be it drawings, prints, poems, short stories, sketches, plays, photos whatever.
My initial idea was for it to be focused on works with a more industrial/urban slant but i’m happy to let it go wherever.
So if you’ve got some stuff that you wanna show off to more people send it in to this email ‘smalltownstories2014@gmail.com’ and i’ll put it on the page. I’m gonna link it to a twitter account and I might make a facebook page too. If you want it going on anonymously, cool, if you want it going on with a link to you, even better.
Obviously it’s only gonna work if folk get involved so spread the news onto your friends.
tumblr: http://smalltownstories2014.tumblr.com/
twitter: @smalltown2014
