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London – July 4th, 1988
In a few days time, I’ll be celebrating my 2nd anniversary of coming to live and work in London. While I look back at the past two years, it’s been nothing but full of excitement and life. I’m indeed living the best part of my life at the moment and am going to continue to enjoy every second of it.
While I’ve been working non-stop and not enjoying any social life, it seems that Nigel has met his next boyfriend. I feel quite envious because from what Nigel has told me about him, he sounds just the type of man I would fall madly in love with. I’ve only ever suffered extreme jealousy once in my life, and those feelings re-emerged after Nigel told…
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London – March 30th, 1988
A phone call from Stewart, today, means a meeting for us this Saturday lunchtime. He appeared last Saturday night while I was out at Bromptons and, since then, I’ve had three phone calls from him. However, like Graeme, he has a boyfriend, but not quite in the same sense.
He’s lived with his boyfriend for many years and told me that they don’t sleep together anymore. (How many times have I heard that before?) I believe him, but it’s still a delicate situation. The talk we will have on Saturday should hopefully sort a few things out.
I’m now seeing Graeme on Friday night when I will stay with him for the night. I’m looking forward to it, even if only for what goes on…
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One the biggest regrets of my life is that I never sat down with my Mother and told her that I’m gay. I chose, instead, the easy option of writing to her and telling her that her oldest son was a homosexual.
Facing Mum for the first time, after writing that letter, I was very nervous as I travelled to where she lived. I hesitated several times before walking up to the front door, ringing the doorbell, and announcing my arrival. What a shock I got when she came towards me with open arms and, as she gave me one of her wonderful hugs, hearing her whisper the words “I always knew you were gay, I don’t know why it took you so long to tell me.”
Me and mum. Taken sometime in the 1980s, just after I had told her I was gay.
Not all my family were like…
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