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  1. 2014 in pictures

    February 10, 2015 by superlative

    Looking back through Facebook, it seems I did quite a lot last year. So here are a few things I got up to.

    Amsterdam, January
    We took our friend Sarah for her birthday. It was freezing but loads of fun.




    Diving, April
    We went to the FINA Diving World Series and saw some FIT boys in tiny speedos doing exceptionally clever things on platforms.



    Birmingham, June
    We had a weekend of fun in Birmingham with our friend Lee including eating loads of free chocolate at Cadbury World.

    Cadbury World,Birmingham



    Pride, August
    I ate a number of cream teas during 2014. This was one of them. Unfortunately I had the WORST post-Pride hangover and could barely keep my scone down. I hid it fairly well for the photo though.

    Cream tea


    Barcelona, August
    Once I’d got over my hangover, we thought we’d try Barcelona as everyone raves about it. It was great, but boiling, and the Sagrada Familia was really kind of tacky…


    I did wash that T-shirt between Pride and Barcelona, by the way.


    Edinburgh, October
    I’ve wanted to visit Scotland for a long time and finally we got round to it. Edinburgh was brilliant and beautiful. We also did our first ‘escape the room’ puzzle there and thoroughly enjoyed it.




    Birmingham, November
    In an odd piece of decision-making we went back to Birmingham again, and I’ve actually just been AGAIN (February 2015). This has turned into a confusing habit, but we’ve had some lovely nights out there. We also completed our second escape the room, so I’ll be well-prepared if I’m ever trapped in a locked room about to be gassed to death with only a helpful sequence of clues to aid me.



    All in all it was a good year.

  2. Brum Brum Birminghum

    June 7, 2011 by superlative

    I had a really nice, if extremely busy, weekend that was split between two different birthdays up in Birmingham and down in Brighton. It was lots of travelling and I was completely knackered by Sunday night, but we managed to pack loads of fun things into three days.

    We drove up to Birmingham on Friday and spent two nights staying in a hotel up there. I’ve been to Birmingham a couple of times before, but I’d hardly seen any of it because they were both for specific events that we didn’t really leave. So we decided to go up a day early this time and stay in a hotel so we could do our own thing, and so we could have a bit of a gay night out on Friday before the birthday bash on Saturday.

    Birmingham seems to have a really good gay scene with loads of venues and stuff going on. I’ve been to the Nightingale before and thought it was one of the best clubs I’ve been to (I was swayed by it having a DINER inside it, and I always like clubs with lots of floors). We didn’t go there this time, but we met up with some friends and did quite a bit of bar hopping, including the Angel, the Loft Lounge, the Village Inn and Eden, and they all seemed pretty good.

    Often when we’ve been up to other cities I’ve been quite disappointed by the paucity of the gay scene, with only one or two venues to choose from and not that many people in them. That’s because we’re spoilt living in Brighton though, where there’s an unusually busy scene, so it’s a bit unfair to compare them really. Birmingham seems just as good as Brighton though, with a few clubs and lots of bars, and I’d happily go up there for a night out again.

    The shopping was also really good, and easily better than Brighton due to the massive Bullring shopping centre. It seemed to have absolutely everything in or around it. And we had some really nice meals out, so overall it was a great place for a trip away. It’s not the prettiest of cities – it’s a bit industrial in places, and some of it looks really run down – so somewhere like Bristol is much nicer visually. But it is big and bustly and I really enjoyed it. I also quite like that I’m slowly managing to see more of the UK; a few years ago I’d hardly been anywhere outside of the south east.

    I didn’t enjoy quite so much having to drag myself out of bed at 8am on Sunday with a bit of a hangover and hit the road again to get us back down to Brighton for the second birthday. We made it though, and were in time for the seafront lunch and boat trip that our friend had arranged.

    Those we both lovely summery things to do, and you’d have thought you’d be fairly safe booking them for a birthday in June. Alas not, as it decided to rain pretty much continuously throughout the whole day, which really put a crimp on it all. I felt very sorry for my friend whose 30th birthday ended up being so wet. It was fine though, still good fun, and the boat trip was amusing in the wet and certainly memorable. It just wasn’t really what she’d hoped for – a lovely sailing trip in the sunshine with champagne and sunglasses and all those sorts of thing. So thanks for that, British weather.

    This is an arty pic of me trying to enjoy the Volks Railway in the rain:

    I’ve got a really busy June with stuff booked in for practically every weekend, so I know I’ll probably be really tired by the end of it all. It’s all fun things though, so I shouldn’t complain. And at some point we’ll hopefully get a moving date – that might be more likely to be July now – and then I can start planning all the stuff for that!

    Busy busy busy. It’s really not natural for someone as dull as me.

  3. A Brummy adventure

    July 21, 2009 by superlative

    I haven’t blogged much lately, because I don’t feel like I’ve really done a lot. We’ve viewed a couple of rental flats, and nearly took one last week until on second inspection we found it wasn’t quite as nice as we’d first thought (limited storage and suspicious damp marks on some of the walls), and that’s been about it. This weekend however, I’ve actually done lots and lots so I thought I would grace you with a blog post.
    I’ve only been up to Birmingham once before, and it didn’t really count as I just went to a friend’s house, stayed overnight, and then drove straight back again. But one of our friends was getting married this Sunday, so we went up on Saturday and made a proper trip of it this time. I have to confess that despite my customary prejudice regarding anything further north than Cambridge, it was really good! The city seemed really nice with lots of shops and restaurants clustered around the canals, and there were some nice buildings and squares in the centre of town.
    We thought we’d try Nightingales while we were up there, which seems to be Birmingham’s main (only?) gay club, and I was very impressed with it. There were lots of quite fit boys, and the music was great. It was boiling though and I don’t think my feet appreciated the four hours of dancing much. It had a nice outdoor terrace thing too, and for some reason a diner upstairs, which I think is a GREAT idea for a club.
    Saturday was a special night they were having to launch the new single by September. “Who?” I hear you cry. Yes I know, I thought so too, but I did actually recognise one of her previous songs, and she’s a sort of Cascada-y dance singer from Sweden. She was good anyway, even if she did come on an hour late and it was a bit obvious that quite a few people didn’t know who she was. I’ll try to put up a picture of her once I’ve got them off my camera.
    Then Sunday was the wedding, for which I was feeling rather tired from the night before. I can say it was officially a Good Wedding, as I’ve been to a couple of bad ones, a couple of mediocre ones, and this was a Good one. It was in a nice church in a little square in the centre of Birmingham, and they had a good choir and some really nice musical interludes. Then we all piled into taxis down to the Mailbox, and had a boat ride along the canal up to the reception. It unfortunately started to pour with rain at this point, so on arrival we all had to run 200 metres through driving rain and arrive at the venue thoroughly soaked. The bride was protected by four men holding a blanket over her head, and reportedly ran the journey while shouting “This isn’t glamorous! It was meant to be glamorous!”. The dress survived intact though and at least she didn’t fall in the canal or anything.
    The reception was good, with good food made largely by the groom and his family (he’s a chef, and spent his wedding day morning making canapés, bless), and then good music and lots of dancing on my already well-worn feet.
    The drive home yesterday felt soooooooo long, and I’m really exhausted today. I’ve been a bit virusy all weekend, and haven’t stopped for a proper rest since Thursday night I don’t think, so it’s all catching up with me now. I’ve got a stupid flat viewing tonight, and then finally I will hopefully be able to sleep and sleep and sleep.
    Hooray for Brum though, and for it not being as provincial as first feared.