Keeping it in the room: health, happiness and living in London
The last few weeks have been interesting, in that I can generally get by, but that my lack of German language skills have proved to be a challenge. I plan to resolve this soon.
I moved here on Thursday, and so far it’s been complicated, but fun. The weather’s been great, and we went out at the weekend to our favourite club. Actually, just wandering around town over the past few days, in the warm sunshine, has been the best experience.
After years of being told how fantastic Berlin is, about five years ago, my boyfriend and I gave in to peer pressure. We went to experience it for ourselves. At the time, he was working for a popular gay dating website, and they were holding a party out there to coincide with Folsom Europe.
The organisation of this year’s gay Pride, which was also World Pride to coincide with London 2012, was, quite frankly, a farce. A few days before the event, all the major events in Soho were cancelled. Bars were warned not to have any outside sound systems, and that drinking must be kept within their normal allocated spaces on the pavement. To describe the organising committee as anything less than incompetent would be kind to them.
If you’re a big twitter fan, like I am, you’ll know that saving space is always a good thing. One or two characters saved can make all the difference to whether you can say everything you want to say without compromising your message.
Sometimes, I’ll want to say half, or quarter, or even do a cute little finger pointer, which looks like this:
— elliot herman (@els76uk) May 31, 2012
This morning, I read this tweet:
Because I’m with a straight group, G-A-Y owned by @JeremyJoseph won’t let us in. That’s just as bad as homophobia in my view. Awful.
— Ethan Bourne (@EthanBourneUK) May 29, 2012
I posted this to all my social networks and the Apple discussions forums, but think it’s too important to leave alone,so if you have an iPhone, iPod touch or iPad, please read on.
Every so often, someone does something which makes you immensely proud to know them.
I’ve made a decision. It’s a big decision, and not one which I’ve taken lightly. My decision is that I’m going to pay attention and make a mental note of people being nice.
There are many reasons why I love the European Union, but here’s just one: