I've not written anything for about a month, and nothing worth reading for much longer - since I got back really. I am planning to write lots here, when I get my camera working again, when I know what's going on with my life. Almost as notes to myself for the future, but so you know what's happening, I've just been offered a job (through an agency, so I still don't know the details), I've joined a band with my excellent friend Esther, I've just got back from a weekend in the Alps, my forehead injury is now almost invisible, and I'm sat watching a programme about Stephen Fry, and my affection and admiration for the man is increasing minute by minute.
"He's going to do everything - I mean he'll end up running the UN, won't he?" Emma Thompson.
"Who knows? I mean, male prostitution is always an option?" Unidentified male.
"I think this country's incredibly lucky to have someone like Stephen" Prince Charles.
"He's a national treasure, and a personal treasure too. I share him with the nation" Hugh Laurie.
Rove McManus, the Australian talk show host, always asks his guests who they'd turn gay for. I'd turn gay for Stephen Fry, not through any attraction, but just because if he wanted, er, that sort of thing, I wouldn't want to deny him.
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