Sunday, 6 July 2008

James just said...

...bro's before ho's.

What a gent.


Hobart Paving

And baby, (don't forget to catch me.)
Don't forget to catch me, (don't forget to catch me)
Don't forget to catch me, (don't forget to catch me)
Don't forget to catch me. (don't forget to catch me)
Oh no, no sugar tonight, (don't forget to catch me)
Oh no, no sugar tonight, (don't forget to catch me)
No no, no sugar tonight, (don't forget to catch me)
Don't forget to catch me...

Lonnie (cut up)

Eyes staring not caring
smoking in it's time to smile again. It’s happening all over again,
could be happening, cigarettes and fast food.
Taxi not from the other.
It's happening all over again.
Blue the rain, paid for again.
Thanks, I'm listening.
You said, believe me,
but leave me over again,
but it's home from home.

Window

I’m watching the clouds moving;
reflected in the open windows of the house across the road,
TV screens showing white noise.
A window opens and scatters the cotton wool
revealing blue like the colour of his eyes.



Boy Anagram (update)

Velvety, gladsome weirdo detracts.

(The truth in anagrams is a bit scary).

Thursday, 3 July 2008

Boy anagram

A Cad Remodelled Gritty Vows

Wednesday, 2 July 2008

Dacw Mam yn dwad

My Mamgu used to sing this to me when I was a dwt, and because we have always called her 'Mam', I thought the song was about her coming over the stile on Garnswllt mountain where her and my Datcu used to live on a farm called Graig Fawr. Even my nephews (aged 12 and 14) call her 'Mam Graig Fawr' - the other one is called 'Mam Llanelli' for obvious reasons, or 'Bonkers Mam'. Also obvious.

Dacw Mam yn dwad ar ben y gamfa wen
Rhywbeth yn ei ffedog a phiser ar ei phen
Y fuwch yn y beudy yn brefu am y llo
A’r llo’r ochr arall yn chwarae jim cro
Jim cro crystyn one two four
A’r mochyn bach yn eistedd mor ddel ar y stôl

Tuesday, 1 July 2008

Ethan Hawke makes me tingle

I used to have a huge crush on skinny little Ethan, and on the husband list he's defo in the top ten. I flicked through the tv channels earlier tonight and watched ten minutes of Gattaca, and I remembered someone I'd not thought about for a long time.
When I was in sixth form, there was a boy a year or two younger than me who bore a striking resemblance to Ethan Hawke, and I had a bit of a crush on him. My friend Nerys pulled him one night, and I was gutted (blush).

So anyway, I remembered his name earlier when Gattaca was on, so I facebooked him... Man Alive! He's still really beautiful, and now married and has two kids. But not with Nerys.

Hello world

My optimism has come back, all thanks to a haircut and a clean shave. I've even started playing my ukulele every day again. There's something about playing old Leadbelly songs on uke that can't help but plaster a big smile across my chops.
All together now... tell me where did you sleep last night?

Character questionnaire

I found this questionnaire online, to help you get to know the characters you write about. I’ve answered this one for my favourite character Geraint.

• What is your character’s name? Does the character have a nickname?
His name is Geraint Hopkins. Lots of people just call him ‘Hopkins’, or ‘Hoppers’.

• What is your character’s hair colour? Eye colour?
Brown hair and brown eyes.

• What kind of distinguishing facial features does your character have?
His nose is quite big.

• Does your character have a birthmark? Where is it? What about scars? How did he get them?
Her has a hernia scar, and has cut scars on his wrist.

• Who are your character’s friends and family? Who does he surround himself with? Who are the people your character is closest to? Who does he wish he were closest to?
His two best friends are Nathalie and Rosie, but Rosie has moved to Australia. He doesn’t really get on with his parents, who are separated. But he is quite close to his older brother who lives away with his wife and kids.

• Where was your character born? Where has he lived since then? Where does he call home?
He is from Llanelli originally, but now lives in Cardiff.

• Where does your character go when he’s angry?
Shouts. He is very loud.

• What is his biggest fear? Who has he told this to? Who would he never tell this to? Why?
Dying alone. His best friends know this but that’s all. He should never tell this to his boyfriends as when he does they always leave him.

• Does he have a secret?
He fancies a straight boy named Emyr that he went to school with!

• What makes your character laugh out loud?
Talking rubbish with his mates, they are like his family and he needs them to survive. Possible the relationship he has with them is too cloying. His friend Nathalie moved to Cardiff to be with him.

• When has your character been in love? Had a broken heart?
He has been in love only once, but had his heart broken many times.

Monday, 23 June 2008

Stolen!

One of those questions things I stole from napkinplease.blogspot.com

Accent: Gay Carmarthenshire

Breakfast or no breakfast: Always banana and yoghurt

Chore I don't care for: Cleaning the bathroom

Dog or cat: Dog

Essential electronics: Computer, mobile phone

Favourite cologne: At the moment Tesco’s Ginger, Vanilla and Pink Pepper

Gold or silver: Silver, I’m too cheap for gold

Handbag I carry most often: My manbag with a Vespa on it that Katie and Lee bought me

Insomnia: All too often

Job Title: Volunteering Officer

Kids: I have 2 nephews and a niece, I’ve learned to not think about having any of my own

Living arrangements: Sharing a house with best mate Simon – he is my straight husband

Most admirable trait: Honesty (to the point of rudeness)

Naughtiest childhood behaviour: I was a good boy

Overnight hospital stay: Hernia when I was three

Phobias: Spiders, being lost at sea

Quote: “Suck my fat one” – Nina Philipps

Reason to smile: Austin Powers

Siblings: One older sister

Time I wake up: Ten past seven, then press snooze until 8

Unusual skill or talent: I can tie a cherry stalk into a knot using just my tongue

Vegetable I refuse to eat: Celery, yuck

Worst habit: Being a stupid ass

X-rays: I’ve had my neck done when I had whiplash

Yummy stuff: Boiled eggs, at the moment

Zoo animal I like most: Don’t like them in zoos, I like them out in the wild

Sunday, 22 June 2008

Birthday blues

I remembered why birthdays suck after all.

Never mind, homemade pizza and old movies will fix things.

Thursday, 19 June 2008

Good news

I've just been told that my contract has been extended until October.

Seems I was right to be feeling all that optimism.

Wednesday, 18 June 2008

My 31st Birthday

Is rapidly approaching, and I'm feeling strangely optimistic. I was horrified to turn 30, and I thought I'd be the same this time but I'm not. My Mam always tells me that she loved her 30s, and I'm finding that to be the case too.
I've got loads of projects that I'm working on: setting up my theatre company and applying for funding; releasing my free novella, and organising the event to launch it; trying to find new funding streams so I can carry on working at RNIB Cymru; launching the expansion of my Millennium Volunteers project in Carmarthenshire... lots of things to keep me going.

Birthdays do seem to mean less the older you get, and I'm treating this one as a chance to get loads of mates together, have a drink, then go out dancing. See? I've got my priorities right.

Tuesday, 17 June 2008

Meeting Jenny

I'm working late at the moment, we have two Lib Dem MPs coming in to see our Accessible Learning and Information Centre and I'm giving them a demonstration of our studios. We're plying them with cakes and tea and I'm going to try and get some transcription work out of them: mainly by schmoozing!
Wish me luck.


I'll do anything for volunteering!
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