Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin' And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive (Staying Alive - Bee Gees)

I saw Maurice Gibb on the TV at Glastonbury last week and it made me smile, especially when I saw all the security guards dancing along to him singing this song.  They have wrote and sang some amazing songs. So get the glitter ball ready, gold jackets and let's dance away our blues.

Saturday:  Working. On a train out of London Bridge for 9.30 and really not feeling the love.  Got home, laid on my bed and fell asleep.  I had been invited out this evening by Andy who had been invited to a house party by a work colleague.  I do know this person so it was not as if I was just going to turn up and not know all about it.

We met each other on the bus at Bermondsey and rolled up to the house only to be greeted with 'Happy America Day'.  My face must have been a picture. I am banning everything I can American, from my life because of that knob, Trump. I did this throughout the apartheid years in South Africa.  Andy did not know it was an american themed party and the person who opened the door was American and the first person I spoke to was American. Sigh!

The Universe was being very unkind to me.  Only I could end up in a room with one other woman and around 30 gorgeous, men.  Who were all gay. I felt like a diabetic in a sweet shop.  Andy tried to tell me that it is no better when you are a gay man and none of them still want you.  But you know, found someone to talk to.  I did have to giggle.  We were out on the balcony and a gorgeous guy come over with a bowl of grapes in wine and put one on a spoon and told me to open my mouth.  I know.  The wine dribbled all down my cleavage.  Now, if this was straight world I would have said treat yourself, lick it up or as Andy has just said the swine, other times I would have said it is against my feminist principles.

It was a lovely party and another colleague who Andy works with and their

 partner turned up so now there were four women in the room.  As usual, I was coughing so just on the diet coke, but it was a really lovely evening. I also saw a guy there who I did my volunteering training with a the charity I am now volunteering with.  I did say to Andy I know probably more gay men than him. .... Well that is not true but I love it when I know someone he does not. We caught the bus home with one of the party people and ended up inviting him and his partner to come over to ours one night (he only lives over the road). So it was a really good evening. I think I am just destined to remain in gay world. To be honest, the guys there are more comfortable than straight world half the time.

Sunday:  Mega lie in.  Then 'life laundry'.  I had so much 'stuff' I needed to sort out. Bills to pay, blogs to write, emails to reply too. Uni stuff to start processing. Even though it was a beautiful day out, I decided to stay in and get all my chores done. And another weekend passes by.

As always, with my love x