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Just in time!
Posted Nov 10, 2005
Well, I said I'd get another Journal Entry in sooner than five months after the last one ... and here it is! 
First things first, love life ... basically, in the last few months I've had my life turned almost completely upside down - in the middle of July, I had gone over to Carl's place after returning from a conference in Glasgow, when he told me that he was HIV positive. Of course, this meant that there was a small risk that I would have been infected as well, so this meant I faced at least three months of agony waiting until I could get a definitive HIV test result. Fortunately for me, I have been tested twice after the 'seroconversion window' of three months had passed and received negative results both times (the second time was two days ago), so I am absolutely fine ... but the wait for both tests has been difficult to cope with - almost anything out of the ordinary could have been a symptom, so I was heading towards very deep paranoia! For obvious reasons, I have not told my family that I had put myself at risk and only Amy knows that I did and got negative results - although some of my friends did know and were wonderfully supportive. In particular, Mike and Stephen - who have now moved down to London to live together with two kittens 
- were absolutely brilliant, as they were there on the evening Carl told me his news and for many weeks after that.
It later became clear (from viral load tests) that Carl had become infected about 10 or 11 months before he was diagnosed, so he was already HIV positive when we first met but didn't know about it in spite of going for tests in later February - and it turned out that he wasn't tested for HIV at that point. Two possible reasons existed for this: (1) the clinic was incompetent and forgot to test his blood sample along with the other tests, or (2) Carl didn't ask to be tested for HIV (for whatever reason). Carl told me it was reason 1, but I could not believe that happened - my friend Hazel (who is a cellist in a couple of orchestras I play in and whose mum is a GP) said it was basically impossible that the clinic forgot to test for HIV, as they go through a counselling procedure before they take a sample. Basically, it meant I could no longer trust Carl and after a four week period of separation, I finally ended our relationship. Of all the b/f's I've had, he is actually the one I would least like to remain in contact with ... not that I blame him for becoming infected in the first place, but I find his cavalier attitude to his own health (and other things) disturbing - especially when it could have affected mine.
Anyway ... from mid-August onwards I was single yet again, but this time in no major hurry to find another b/f - I felt that I really needed to know about my own HIV status before I could even start another relationship - and I got some attention from a nice profiling website, OKCupid.com. This site is unique in that apart from allowing you to put your details and photos on your profile, you can also answer personal questions - the answers to these can then be compared to those of other people and you can find people according to how well your answers match theirs. Well, quite a few guys have shown some interest - a guy called Drew in Leeds, a largish guy called Alan in Nottingham and, particularly, a Biology PhD student in Liverpool called Luke. While we haven't got together and - considering my current situation (see below) - we probably wouldn't for quite a while yet, we have become pretty good friends ... the thing is, Luke is actually an amateur composer and he was thrilled to discover that I can orchestrate pretty well (as well as compose from time to time). He's also a keen bass choral singer, so I've invited him to come to Manchester to sing Fauré's Requiem for charity on 1 December (where I'll be playing viola in the orchestra).
However, my love life has taken a very interesting turn ... about two and a half weeks ago, I went to a house party held by my friend James for his housemate (and another friend of mine) Tom's 21st birthday right after a gala concert in Congleton to celebrate the 200th anniversary of the Battle of Trafalgar. Apart from drinking too much alcohol too quickly and throwing up in the toilet - I blame James for mixing exceptionally strong drinks - I was having quite a nice time, trying to flirt with a few of the other guests there. However, there was a particularly nice guy called Addam, who had come to the party dressed in a fur-lined coat, colourful shirt and short blue shorts - partly because the theme of the party was supposed to be Studio 54 (although very few other people went to that kind of effort!). Basically, it turned out that he was very quickly attracted to me - and me to him ... the first point when I discovered he liked me, he was heading into the bathroom and he almost pulled me into it with him, locked the door and we started kissing! 
We were in there for quite a while, so most of the other guests thought I had thrown up again - but we didn't do any more than kiss, I promise. However, Addam had been followed to the party by a guy he had met that day called Chris, who appeared to be attracted to him - but Addam wasn't so much to Chris - and had been flirting and even touching him up! 
However, soon after we finally got out of the bathroom, Addam took Chris back to his and returned to the party, where we spent most of the time close to each other and stealing kisses when we thought no one else was watching. (Going down into the cellar where the Scalectrix track was set out gave us an uninterrupted half an hour together for more kissing and cuddling.) We finally left the party together at 6 in the morning and went back to Addam's flat, where unfortunately we managed to wake Chris up - who decided to try and jump onto Addam as he was making his bed! 
However, Addam said that he couldn't be bothered to make up the sofa bed for me to sleep on, so - after locking his door - we got undressed and got into bed together and slept for a couple of hours. However, soon after we woke up, we were caught kissing in bed together by Chris ... so it was very embarrassing for about 20 minutes. 
But once we had all got up and dressed again, we had some breakfast together and while Addam had gone into the shower and we were in the lounge, Chris told me that he wasn't cross about what he saw ... although he started flirting with me! Fortunately, Addam came back into the lounge soon afterwards, although I unwisely offered to take Chris to Piccadilly train station in my car - unwise because he kept moving my hand onto his thighs etc. Luckily, we got there before he could go far too far - and Addam didn't swop numbers with him, so that's basically the last either of us has seen 'creepy' Chris.
After this slightly dodgy start, Addam and I have been dating each other pretty frequently over the past couple of weeks - the Tuesday after the party, we met for lunch together and that evening - after Addam cooked me a lovely tuna steak for dinner - we both went to the LGBT's event at the local bingo hall ... 'twas a lot of fun, actually! Afterwards, we went back to Addam's and tried to watch 'Silence of the Lambs' in bed together, although I felt a bit too tired to watch it after a while ... but I wasn't tired enough to make out with Addam. The following evening after my orchestra rehearsal, I went back over to Addam's and we went to see 'Corpse Bride' at the cinema - and then back home and then bed. We also got together again that Saturday at my place this time to go to a party in Trafford that had a G theme - basically, we all had to come dressed as something or someone beginning with the letter G - so I went as a goalkeeper and Addam went as a go-go boy in a similar outfit to the one he wore at the house party the previous Saturday. This time, I didn't drink too much alcohol (although I drank quite a bit) but I enjoyed the company, the party games and temporarily changing costumes with one of the hosts, who was dressed as a goth. The following Tuesday, Addam was due to fly out to Riga for a short break with a couple of his (girl) friends, so I stayed over on the Monday night and got up at half 3 in the morning to take them all to Liverpool John Lennon Airport ... however, due to work, we didn't get to see each other again until a week later (two days ago). We went to the Cornerhouse cinema with four of Addam's friends to see 'The Thumbsucker', and while we pretty much went straight to sleep when we got back to his flat (where he now has a nice lodger called Ryan - who I met at one of the parties), I spent much of the next morning giving Addam an all-body massage. Needless to say, we did de-stress each other, although not exactly in the way we originally intended. I'm not sure when I'll next get to see Addam, but it should be fairly soon, I hope.
Uni work has also gone well - the conference in Glasgow went well, where I presented my paper on my research and my colleague's poster on his (to save our supervisor some money on conference fees). Now - after a few more calculations - I'm currently writing a paper to get published in a proper journal, which should get submitted early next year. I've also been busy with music as well ... apart from the three orchestras I play in (Oldham Symphony, Fellow's Symphony and Congleton Youth Orchestra), I have also been playing rehearsal piano for a production of West Side Story in Congleton and I'll be playing violin in the band.
Anyway, it's getting very late now, so I think I'll stop there.
Mikeo
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After a sultry heatwave ...
Posted Jun 20, 2005
Hello everyone!
Hasn't it been a long time since I wrote a Journal Entry? Anyway, I think it's high time I wrote one - and it will be quite long, so please bear with me!
Right, first things first ... my love life. If you haven't read the replies to my last journal entry, you'll be pleased to hear that I've actually found another b/f! His name is Carl, he's 35 years old (not 30 as I originally thought he was, but to most people he does look relatively young) and we met on my 24th birthday back on 8th January this year in a club in Manchester ... and five-and-a-half months later, we're still together and very much in love. 
He works as a head chef at HMP Manchester (formerly Strangeways Prison) and owns three houses: one in Salford where he lives with his lodger Mike, one in Hulme (which he lets out to students) and one near Bath (which he also lets out). He also has quite a few gay friends, including David (who's also known as Sweetie by Mike) and Jason (who, with David, are known as "Hinge and Brackett" ) - both with b/f's in Rochdale and Newcastle respectively (although it doesn't stop Jason from sleeping around a bit), Gary (an ex-b/f of Mike's, a very good amateur dancer) and various others who occasionally visit Carl's Salford home. As far as his family goes, I've not yet met any of them - in fact, Carl still hasn't come out to his parents, mainly because his younger brother tried to come out to his mother a couple of years ago and got a negative reaction. This has been a bone of contention between Carl and Mike, who also disagree on politics as well - Carl is near-enough a true-blue Tory boy, while Mike is a strong Labour supporter. (I also have different views to Carl, but I quite enjoy discussing them with him, which gives us something to talk about at least when we're not watching TV or other things ...) But aside from that, they do actually get on quite well and I've been getting on exceptionally well with Mike too - he's just as big a classical music fan as I am, if not more so (if that is even possible!).
Anyway, in the last five months or so, I've been over to Carl's house fairly frequently: about once a week or so, although I have stayed over for more than one night in a row from time to time. He's also been to see me play my viola in various things (although he's not really a classical music fan): the Gilbert and Sullivan Society's production of Ruddigore (when I was deputising for one of the violists in the orchestra) and the concert for the university orchestra I play in. Actually, Mike also came along to the orchestra concert and I'd also persuaded Stephen, a gay friend of mine who has also been studying in my department, to come along as well. During the interval, I introduced both Carl and Mike to Stephen and they all seemed to get along rather well - however, it wasn't until the following day when I realised that both Mike and Stephen actually fancied each other!
Stephen had just come out of a relationship and wasn't sure if he could handle another one, but one of his friends persuaded him otherwise - so two weeks later, I handed Mike a card that Stephen had written and included his phone number: within five minutes, Mike was on the phone to Stephen; an hour and a half later they met at a bar on Canal Street (while Carl and I had a "quiet" evening in); the following morning, after Carl had gone to work very early and I'd got up, I came downstairs to find Mike in his dressing gown, beaming and making two drinks, and a mobile phone and pair of shoes that I knew didn't belong to Mike! Sure enough, they'd got on so well that they also became a couple more or less instantly! 
(Not bad for a bit of matchmaking, eh?)
Anyway, at the end of May during the Bank Holiday Weekend, Carl and I went down to Bristol for a relaxing couple of days together. We stayed at Paul and Carl's (a gay couple that Carl knows), who looked after us and took us onto the gay scene on Saturday and Sunday nights. Saturday night was relatively quiet, but Sunday night was interesting ... we ended up at Queenshilling, where a group of guys who'd attended the Pride Ball turned up in their dinner suits and started drinking champagne. An older looking guy became just a bit interested in Carl, while a younger guy (who did look good with his shirt off, I have to admit 
) took quite a strong interest in me: he asked how long I'd been with Carl and advised me not to cheat on him, although "threesomes would be fine!" I naturally said no, but that appeared to make him more determined - he later asked if he could do something to me in the toilets, which I said "wouldn't be on" and he said "it would be on". 
While I had gone to the toilet (alone, thank goodness), he told his friends (in earshot of Paul and Carl) that he really wanted to have sex with me and also mouthed it to me later on that night. Fortunately, he never managed to trap me in those toilets and when Carl and I, Paul and Carl went home, this guy was wandering about outside the club looking rather disappointed.
The following day - after a long lie-in - we were driven to Carl's house near Bath, which was the start of a kind of complicated spying mission ... Carl not being out meant that we had to be careful both in his house (as the lodger living there didn't know either of us was gay) and outside it (as his parents had a second home four doors along the road). However, it didn't stop us having a romantic walk in the hills - where we got a phone call from Mike saying the Salford house had been the scene of a crime (likely to have been a young lad Hinge and Brackett had brought back and had fled after something) or having a drink in town at two bars: DYMK (Does Your Mother Know? - very appropriate! 
) and the Bath Tap. Carl decided that we should walk back to his house along the River Avon and then up the hill, i.e. by a scenic route. However, as we got down a flight of steps near to a bridge, a girl rushed up past us and two down-and-out type men cornered us and demanded money for "sleeping with their girlfriend" - unfortunately, one of the men started head-butting and punching Carl ... I tried to step inbetween them, but I was mostly pushed aside apart from being punched in the face at one point. Eventually, Carl gave them £30 and they ran off, saying "you've been robbed!" as they left and leaving Carl covered in blood. 
We managed to attract the attention of a group of young people who'd just finished a boat trip and they took us along to the police station, where we cleaned ourselves up, had statements taken etc. before Carl was taken to the hospital to check on his injuries - a broken nose and a black eye (mine were practically non-existent) and then home at about 6am. The following morning, after the valuers had been around Carl's Bath house, we went into town again, partly for a wander around and partly to go back to the police station so Carl's injuries could be photographed. I had to go back home that afternoon (for reasons of work etc.) so I got on a train at Bath Spa station, and while we didn't kiss on the platform, we were blowing kisses to each other through the window - the experience has brought us even closer together.
On my way back, I phoned Mike and told him what had happened - he was obviously shocked (as was Stephen, who he told pretty much straight away and phoned me shortly afterwards) and insisted I come back to Manchester after they had gone to see the latest Star Wars film at the cinema. I first had to return to Congleton (as I'd set off from there) to pick up the car and I told Amy and Rachel what had happened - they were equally shocked. Just before I set off for Manchester, I got a text from Stephen saying they were not going to the cinema that night and insisting I come round to his house in Chorlton, where I got 
and 
from Mike and Stephen and stayed the night on Stephen's sofa (although Mike did pop into the lounge from the bedroom to grab some condoms etc. about 20 minutes after we'd gone to bed! ). That really helped me to feel better about things and by the time Carl returned to Manchester on Friday evening, I was pretty much OK and able to say how much I loved him without bursting into tears. 
Since then, I've popped around a few times - while Mike was at Stephen's - for more hugs, cuddles, kisses etc.
Apart from my love life, I've also been doing well with my uni work. I finally completed my Management Diploma - I got a barely passable mark for my Management Accounting module but a fantastic one for Marketing, so I ended up with 31 out of 40 points: enough for a Class I diploma! I've also been doing a lot of calculations for my research - which seem to produce meaningful results - although I'm now struggling to get enough for a presentation at the 7th World Congress of Chemical Engineering in Glasgow next month. However, I'm getting there ...
I've also still been playing in the various orchestras - as the story about Mike and Stephen getting together partially shows ... apart from the uni orchestra concert (where we played Tchaikovsky's Romeo and Juliet Fantasy Overture, Richard Strauss' opus 27 songs and Brahms' Fourth Symphony), I've also played at a "family" concert for Oldham Symphony Orchestra and last Saturday, Congleton Youth Orchestra finally had their "Rotary" concert after a two month delay due to problems with the now ex-Wind Tutor. However, the concert was a great success, even if it was so hot in the venue that a veneer of sweat was left on the marble-like floors afterwards! To fill out the programme a little, I did a solo with the leader - a Concerto for violin and viola da gamba by Telemann - which went pretty well.
Anyway, I think that's probably enough for now ... I hope to get the next entry sooner than in five months' time!
Mikeo
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Another new year ...
Posted Jan 1, 2005
Hi everyone!
I've not had much chance over the last couple of months to write a Journal Entry but now 2005 has come along, I suppose it's a good idea to summarise what's been going on.
Well, I suppose I'd better start with the bad things first - Alex and I split up just over two weeks ago. Basically, things seemed to be going OK until the end of November, when Alex suddenly began to have doubts about whether he wanted to be in a relationship. The following five days were probably the worst I have ever felt - mainly because I had fallen deeply in love with him and yet he did not feel the same about me. He seemed to have come around after those five days, though, and certainly for his birthday (on 11th December) things were back to normal. However, a couple of days later, when we went to the LGBT Christmas Ball, he became more distant again and after dinner he told me his doubts had come back and he couldn't resolve them this time around. For the next couple of hours we talked through them all and we basically decided to call it quits. Oddly enough, though, he seemed to have perked up considerably 10 minutes afterwards and we had a great time in Poptastic (gay night club) before we went back to our hotel room to sleep. He flew back to Malaysia the day after that and while we agreed to remain as friends, his behaviour towards me since then (particularly over the Christmas period) has been less than agreeable in my opinion - I shall reserve judgement on that until after my birthday (in a week's time), although he has already said he won't be staying for long. (Fortunately, James should be coming along as should my sister Amy and her two Jo's - should be an interesting night!)
So now I'm single yet again - although I'm quite happy that I have had two boyfriends in the last 12 months, when at the start of the year I never had one. I've updated my profile on Faceparty (and Gaydar, although I've never had much attention from that one) and I'm starting to make new friends with a couple of guys: I was supposed to meet one of them for New Year's Eve, but the phone number he gave me so I could find him didn't appear to work (investigation to follow). However, that wasn't to say NYE wasn't eventful - I *did* pull about half an hour before midnight (although he got cold feet soon afterwards, so we didn't kiss at midnight) and I joined a 17-year-old lad and his "fag hag" for the arrival of 2005 itself, though I didn't stay for very long after that as I was too drunk and tired!
In other news, I have also been culturing a friendship with a guy I met online quite a while ago - we actually met face-to-face a couple of months ago while he was near Manchester after a shoot (he works for a TV production company) - and we've started to grow quite close. In fact, we've decided to have an "insurance policy" - if neither of us has a b/f when I reach the age of 35 (as he's a year or so younger than me), we'll get together for life and even raise kids together! Naturally, we *do* need to see if we are sufficiently compatible (although we certainly got on when we met), so we're hoping to have quite a few dates, possibly starting later this month in London (where he now lives and works). I'm looking forward to it - certainly if we get to see The Producers (which I've heard is absolutely fantastic)!
Work has been going reasonably well - I've got some interesting results from my many calculations: enough to write a paper for a conference in July, in fact. The course on Computational Fluid Dynamics also went very well, although I've still got a coursework assignment to complete for that in about two weeks. The management diploma as part of my doctorate has also been progressing, although I'm less convinced about how well it's been going - again, another piece of coursework is due by the end of January. Fortunately, the whole diploma will hopefully be done and dusted by mid-April, so I won't ever have to worry about it again after that!
So a lot's been happening - well, maybe not, but at least I can write quite a bit about it! But here's hoping 2005 works out even better than 2004 ... being in a relationship for longer than 6 months would be nice, if possible, but I won't worry too much if it doesn't happen just yet.
Mikeo
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New technology!
Posted Oct 26, 2004
Hi again!
A few weeks ago, I made the decision to finally get a new PC for myself ... however, the question was should I buy ready-made or should I try and build one myself? I eventually decided that what the hell, I should build one so I could have exactly what I wanted from it. So after a few days' discussion with my closest computer expert (James) I ordered all the parts I needed to build it online (except for the power cord for the computer 
) and they arrived at home (in Congleton) last Thursday ... I brought them up to Manchester the following weekend and yesterday I actually built the thing (with some help from James). And since I'm actually typing this on that PC, you can probably tell it was a successful build! (There is a slight glitch with one of the front USB ports, but I could soon sort that out.) I also signed up to my hall's Ethernet connection so now I no longer need to use their computer cluster *and* I can spend more time chatting to Alex!
BTW, things between me and Alex have continued to go really well - over the past couple of weeks, we've done a kind of 39-hour date: we meet up after my orchestra rehearsal in Manchester on Wednesday evening and have a night out (e.g. restaurant, cinema) before we spend the night together in my room. The following morning he goes into town while I do my work at uni for a few hours before we meet up for lunch and then go to Liverpool that afternoon for a night out there and the night in his room, before I go home on Friday afternoon. We're discussing some fairly serious stuff like living together, although it's also still a lot of fun to spend time with him ... maybe he is the man I've been looking for to spend the rest of my life with - I dunno for sure, but the signs do look good so far!
Anyway, that's enough of me rambling on ... comments are welcome as always!
Mikeo
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A new start
Posted Sep 21, 2004
Well, I've sort of alluded to it already in one of HonestIago's conversations, but the big news is that I've got another b/f! Here come the details (and there are a lot of them - you'll need a spare hour or so, I guess!)...
As I mentioned in my last journal entry, I had gone to Manchester Pride with my mates but also on my own (i.e. without Darren) and although I couldn't stay beyond about 10pm on the Sunday, I still had a pretty good time. Very late Monday morning, I drove myself back to Manchester and got back into the Pride area (i.e. the gay village) to have a wander around while my mates were waking up etc. In the meantime, I had gone into CloneZone and had bought a couple of gay cartoon books (not porn, but there were a couple of frontal nude pictures). I found a nice quiet wall next to the canal and started to have a look at them, when this nice-looking Malaysian guy came up to me and started asking me about the books. Basically, we got chatting and found out about ourselves ... his name's Alex, he's 19 and he studies Biotechnology at one of the universities in Liverpool. I did mention that I had a b/f and he did look a tiny bit disappointed, but we swopped mobile phone numbers anyway.
On Wednesday, he sent me a text message and we kept texting each other until we swopped MSN Messenger addresses, and then we started chatting online. He had invited me to go over to Liverpool for a night out with him, although he said that he was willing to have just a great friendship with me (because I was still with Darren then). However, Friday came and the break-up happened ... a few hours after I got home, I told Alex and he was very supportive about it. A day or so later, we were chatting online again and he mentioned that he had booked a room for the following Wednesday with a double bed in the hotel he works at part-time ... that was the point when I realised just how keen he was about me!
From then on, it was basically a big online flirt-fest until Wednesday finally came around ... when I got almost completely lost driving in the centre of Liverpool trying to get to Alex's flat. Fortunately, he came and found me in my car, got in and directed me to somewhere I could park, before he took me into his flat at his halls. When we got into the kitchen, he gave me a bunch of flowers ... which was my cue to show my appreciation (via the use of snogging)! After a little bit, we decided to check into the hotel room, so we got back into my car and I drove to the car park. We then checked in (a slight source of embarrassment for Alex, as the lady behind the desk pretended to treat him like an esteemed customer!) and the room itself was absolutely wonderful - a lovely view of the Mersey, a nice (if compact) bathroom with a proper bath and a king-size bed!
So what did we do? Well ... between periods of making out and fooling around, we ordered room service, had a shower and a bath together. Soon after the bath, we professed our love for each other for the first time and we decided to be b/f's there and then! 
So after we finally got dressed, we had a wander around the centre of Liverpool and the Albert Dock looking for somewhere to eat. We finally chose a restaurant in the middle of town, where we had our first date together. In general, it was all very nice, although I accidentally knocked my wine glass off the table and smashed it! (Something which made the date memorable, I suppose ... ) Afterwards, we went to a cocktail bar for a French Kiss each (the cocktail, that is - and delicious it was too!) before we headed back to our hotel room for the night, where ... err ... things happened!
The following morning found us cuddled up together in the huge bed ... when we finally got up, we went for breakfast (another source of embarrassment for Alex, but he took it in good part) and then went into town for a bit - we found the Body Shop and bought some massage oil and jasmine extract to add to it. We got back to the hotel, checked out and (after moving the car again) got back to his room, where we tried out the massage oil with the extract ... suffice to say, it had a strong effect on both of us but Alex in particular as more things happened! Finally, I decided that I had to go home (particularly as it was costing me a fortune for the parking meter!), so off I went - missing Alex for every moment from then.
However, all was not lost - the following Sunday, I was due to fly out to Italy for a course in Udine (an hour's train journey from Venice) and Alex had managed to meet me at the airport up until when I had to go through Passport Control, although I went with him towards the train station and gave him a kiss goodbye. For the rest of that week, once I'd worked out how to get my mobile to work in Italy, we sent each other loads of messages and phoned each other a few times.
The day I returned (the following Saturday), my family met me and we went to Oak House (hall of residence in Fallowfield) to collect my keys for the flat I'm now staying in. The following day, I packed my car and drove myself to my ex-b/f's house, where I collected the box of stuff I'd left there instead of taking it home in June (for it contained gay magazines etc.), drove back into Fallowfield and unloaded my car (with a lot of help from James - thanks mate! 
). Alex came over to Manchester by train that evening, so I drove myself and James (who wanted to visit Tom in the centre of town) to pick him up before dropping James off. We got back to the halls and after showing Alex around a bit, we spent our time together doing what boyfriends do together. I also gave him the present I'd bought for him in Italy - a bottle of Emporio Armani for men - which turned out to be his absolute favourite perfume! I won't mention what else happened, but we were able to fit onto the single bed in my room reasonably comfortably!
Since he went back to Liverpool on Monday morning, we've been texting each other a lot and now that I know he'll be completely free tomorrow and Thursday, I'm gonna try and get to Liverpool tomorrow evening after Fresher's Fair (although I'll need to get back early the following morning for the last day of the fair).
So there we go ... it's amazing how quickly things can happen - here's hoping it lasts. Anyway, I've still got lots to do, so I'll leave it there for now!
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