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We need to fight against them

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As many of you may have read or heard the BNP did well in the recent elections. The BNP have a history of racism & homophobia. Normally I wouldn’t give them the time of day on this blog, but these are exceptional circumstances. We need to fight against them.

They have done well because of the recent public anger at MP’s expenses as reported by the Telegraph. I understand and empathise with the various points of view (and perhaps at some point will give mine), but lets just focus here, yeah?

The BNP say all sorts of mad things including: immigrants brought drug addiction with them, immigrants should all be sent back to the countries of their origins. Let’s value equality for all and celebrate diversity that makes this country great.

A organisation called Hope Not Hate has been set up to fight against the BNP. They have set up an online petition called ‘Not in My Name’. It is to say that you don’t recognise or want the recently elected BNP memebers in the European Parliament. Whilst it won’t achieve their removal, it will show that we stand united against racism and homophobia.

Sign the petition here: http://action.hopenothate.org.uk/page/s/notinmyname

Many thanks,

Antony

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Chippy Tea

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I headed to a local chippy tonight in search of tea. I had previously tried this chippy once and found the owner friendly and the food good (hence why it has become my new faviourate place to get chippy tea!).

I was walking towards the entrance were a tall, slim guy stood smoking. He had spider long legs and long blonde hair held back with a hair band. He was wearing light blue jeans, a camp blue vest and prada sun glasses covered his eyes.

He entered the chippy before I did and continued a conversation with the owner and his rough-looking friend. As he spoke I noticed that he had a London accent. He talked with the owner about fashion and music. His friend (the rough-looking one) asked the owner for his last name. I managed to gather that the owner had lived and had family in London. The rough-looking guy asked to borrow camp guy’s phone in order to call someone down in London to see if they knew of the chip shop owner.

I overheard camp guy saying to the chip shop owner “We are going to be followed by Living TV. It should be on in June.”.

I was smiling, happily enjoying listening to the conversation. Nice to see such a camp guy in the hetrosexual world we live in (particularly in the homophobic area I currently live in). Another of his friends came in (again rough-looking) stated that he had been ID-ed in the shop. I couldn’t help myself and became involved in the conversation saying: “You should take it as a complement, I do. I don’t get asked anymore”
To which the camp guy replied:
“Tell me about it….you get past 20 and then you never get ID-ed.”

Their food was nearly ready and mine was on it’s way. I observed that this camp guy had such confidence in his aura and charisma in his personality, almost like a celebrity. The rough-looking guy confirmed to the owner that the person on the other end of the phone knew his family.

They took their food. Camp guy looked over to the owner and said “see you later”. He made eye contact with me (or I assume he did – because I couldn’t see his eyes with his sun glasses on), touched my arm briefly and repeated the same sentance again. I replied: “Yeah, see ya.”

Once they had left (camp guy and the two rough-looking friends) I quized the owner about them. Apparently they are a band, perhaps a tribute band (not that they looked like any band I had ever seen). He said that their manager is up here and that one of the members of the band is from up here.

So there we go, what an odd experience eh?

Driving home afterwards thinking about what I had just experienced. I was impressed by his confidence and charisma (something maybe I’ve lost? But maybe will get back after I’ve moved?). His confidence to be himself in such an oppressive area and to hold his own in conversation knowledgeable and experienced on a variety of topics (or at least that’s the impression he gave).

So even though I don’t have living TV, I must check the website in June to see if it’s for real!

Write soon (probably after the up-coming move!),

Antony

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It’s all in their hands

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Hello Readers!

I am fustrated today as everything in relation to the apartment is in their hands. So who’s them? The house builder, the financial advisor, the bank, etc.

There is nothing more I can do at present and no way to speed the process up. I want to move as ASAP (see Not a Happy), but it looks as if there are going to be a few delays. This is why I am sooo fustrated. I guess I’ll get there, just things aren’t as straight forward as I thought they’d be.

On a positive note on Monday my Mum, Sandra (offical title my Step Nan) and I went watching Tina Turner (photos and a few clips to come soon promise).

With regards to David, he has adjusted to the inital shock that I as he puts it will soon “be a home owner”. I tell him off when he says this – I sometimes don’t feel grown-up enough to own my own home. Besides which the bank will technically own it for the first 35 years, so it will just be like renting (apart from I get to keep the place when I’m old(er)).

I’ll keep you all updated and promise to get the Tina Turner stuff online when I get a spare second.

My Love to All,

Antony x

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Not a Happy Bunny

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I am not a happy bunny tonight. And here’s why:

1. Being broke. Quite some time ago I posted about my debts (see Financial Blues). And even though I increased my payments and I have paid off over £3, 000, I feel broke & like I’m getting no where. I earn more than I have ever in my life, yet feel more broke than I have in my life.

My solution to this problem: I have bought a lotto ticket and three euro millions tickets. I usually buy ONE ticket when I feel a little broke (the week before payday for example), so you can imagine how broke I actually feel!

2. House. This is not my home. It is a house I share with house mates.

  • And it is a trashed by house mates. I tidy and it gets trashed again.
  • The walls are paper thin. I can hear house mates phone conversations, music playing, weeing, sneazing, snoring, etc.
  • There isn’t enough space. I basically live in one room (my bedroom) which is the biggest room in the house. Yet it is tiny because of the amount of stuff I have got that fill the space and make it cramped. Nothing has a place and is just stuffed were ever it will fit.

    • This is as far away from my ideal home as possible.

    My solution to this problem: I will move out. Apart from I can’t afford it because of point 1. Am I stuck in a rutt?

    3. Tired. I am very tired. I am exhaused and this probably makes the other things see worse than they are or maybe not. Maybe they are exactually as bad as I feel they are right now.

    Anyway, now that I’ve told you my woes I am off to bed.

    Night, Night,

    Antony

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