R's rue

Before my I met my husband, I had a relationship with a man that ultimately and simply didn't work It didn't work intermittently, so lasted in total for several years Yesterday, I was reminded of the exact  moment I knew that relationship was almost over for me It was a moment that involved Julia Roberts. My boyfriend, Philip,  was a closeted gay man and when I first knew him had been so for many years. I was a gauche and relatively inexperienced gay  who had just come out to his family and friends so we made for an extremely odd fit from the get go. I had a big need for acceptance and heteronormality in our relationship He wanted a romantic relationship but had two lives as well as two properties, one in the city and the other in the Lake District He shared his left between Sheffield and countryside, and straight and gay lifestyles were interwoven between houses It was a relationship doomed from the start. But I was mostly desperately hopeful it would work. I remember meeting ...

I like The chief medical advisor Chris Whitty  He is quiet, to the point and clear in his advice and his ideas He has credibility and gives bad news without apology . He's done well What day is it today? I wasn't sure at first Mind you one of the  cockerels had perched himself inside the open bathroom window at 5.02 am this morning and filling his lungs cock a fucking doodle doo-ed at full blast . I thought I had just been electrocuted Lucky for the little bastard , he managed to dodge several thrown bottles of bath gel and shampoo before he escaped into next door's garden but I did manage to give him a sharp smack on the arse with an almost empty bottle of listerine mouth wash I never got back to sleep. So I've been watching my phone from under my duvet The Trelawnyd Street Warden's Social app has been rather frenetic today after Tim ( "Tim, Tim smart and not dim") , found out that our Church Bell mechanism has frozen and there has been much talk about ho...