A Single Boy in London

Had an after-work meeting with my number one lady friend the other day and as I finished work earlier than her, I hotfooted it over to her S...

A delightful chap called Justin commented on my previous post and told me how he is somewhat jaded when it comes to dating. He said that whi...

The world of online dating is a ruthless place. Having been on a date with Nigel that didn’t really go anywhere, I decided it was time to se...

I am back to my old habits. Fantasising about men on the tube. It’s my new favourite hobby and one that I threw myself into this morning. A ...

Tut, tut, still not blogging anywhere near as much as I used to. What can I say? Like washing, once you get out of the habit, you find it ha...

Whether or not he actually was dating Jennifer Anniston is neither here nor there. Paul Sculfor is a God amongst men. This is no pansy-boy m...

Danny Dyer is still my one true love and Philip Olivier will never leave my heart, but move over boys. I am now officially obsessed with Sco...

Let's hear it for the boy. He only went and got the job. Yep, they called yesterday and offered me the position, despite all the hassle ...

How does a moxual celebrate the fact that six days after being paid, he is down to his last £120? Why, by taking his limp-wristed friend out...

One phrase I tend to use frequently is: nothing's ever simple. One I shall start using more often is: I am a bell-end. Due to the nine h...

I am a bad blogger. In fact, I am little more than a blog-abandoning cunt. But the longer you're away from the land of the blog, the les...

It seems like years ago now (I’m still maintaining that I'm too busy to blog at work and my bullsh*t flatmate, who, I should point out, ...

2007 was supposed to be the Year of the Cock and finally, it has happened. It took nearly six months to get some action, but at least that h...

The Bank Holigay is almost upon us, and as me and Doormouse are venturing out on the town, we decided to grab a copy of The Oracle (Boyz mag...

My good lady friend Saskia once asked me: ‘What’s the protocol for meeting a film star? Are you supposed to say that you’ve seen all of thei...

OK, this no-blogging lark is really getting tiresome. The Mac at home won't allow internet access and as both my flatmates have their ow...

It's been a few weeks, but here I am again blogging. The difference is, I am not sitting in a library or internet cafe. No, this time I ...

Another week and another trip to the local library to update my blog. I realised that going to the internet cafe and spending money to do it...

It's great when you finally find someone on your wavelength in a job where you thought you were the only one who knew anything about how...

I went to look at my first flat this week. It was billed as being a 'flatshare on the Old Kent Road in a completely gay household, with ...

Jobs are shit, right? Right. So, this post will be about anything but. Last week ended up being one of those weeks where you just can't ...

Hooray! At last, time for some good news. The new job is no longer a nightmare. As it was Friday yesterday, some people on my team thought i...

So, it's the weekend, it's the end of week six and I am in my new favourite place: the internet cafe. My post today is about my new ...

How long is long enough to realise that your fabulous new job is in fact a job and therefore unlikely to actually be fabulous? I'm plump...

It was all very exciting coming back to Blogland earlier in the week. I spoke about my fabulous new job, my continued hang over life (did I ...

I'm back. I'm blogging. And it's about effing time. I won't harp on about the fact that even at week five, I am still really...

The day has arrived and I am out of this pox-ridden office for good. I have it on good information that a collection and card have gone roun...

So, tomorrow is my last day. Doormouse knows what it's like to be made to leave from this company, so he has sent me something he thinks...

The top of this blog says that London is the greatest city in the world. But there are many, many occasions when I don't actually feel t...

#6 in an occasional series - Channing Tatum The guys I include in my 'Men I Have Loved' list are ones that have been with me for man...