09 April, 2006

Juiciest Bits

Well, I'm back in good old Blighty. And it feels OK. Ish.

I thought I might just list a few of my favourite moments from my time in Australia this time (it feels I've been away for ages); there were many to choose from:

* Hanging with The Folks in their sunny backyard (always good)

* Being taken out to dinner by FWSH (Friend With Substance and History) in Melbourne; we helped each other through difficult (and in his case, complicated) separations and share an incredible connection as a result - I could talk with him forever.


* Strolling around Brunswick Street by myself and flirting with all the indie boys

* Attending F/BF's Brother, YTR (Yeah That's Right) and Beer Monster's Wedding in Perth, held in what was previously a crazy hospital!

* Seeing FB (Fire Ball) in Perth whom I used to work with; I'm grabbing your titties virtually, sweetie.

* Feeling the sun prickle my skin

* Seeing LEWAPO (Lesbian Everyone Wants A Piece Of) in Sydney and going to several dyke establishments with her; God Love the Lesbotics. LEWAPO: Fuck, you're beautiful.

* Every single moment spent with my Sister and B.I.L (Brother In Law). But most especially, the evening in the Moon Bar (our place).

* Meeting up with the (MG) Melbourne Gay who'd contacted me via a music site and finding his closest friend incredibly attractive...

* Catching up with several gorgeous friends whom I went to school with and seeing how their lives have changed.

* Feeling the sun prickle my skin



* Meeting the guy in Sydney my ex (The Wanker) had a short 'relationship' with (subsequent to me) who is friends with LEWAPO and having a little tete-a-tete with him. (pleasant euphemism).


(Well, Ziggy has never been one to shy away from confrontation....)




And finally, seeing my Niece (Charlie) and Nephew (Elvis) again. The naughtiest pugs in the entire world.


14 comments:

Miz BoheMia said...

I looooveee pugs (even though the hubby thinks me crazy for it), I loooveee your post, I loooveee reading about your adventures, I LOOOOVEEEE that you are BACK BABY!

Woooohoooo! And I loooooveeee being first! YEAH BABY YEAH!

Wow, a true looooveee fest!

nortynessa said...

i luv a little blog!! especially when our babies are in it!! hehe
luv u xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

brettsea said...

I love that I now have an acronym - I feel like a real virtual person now.
I love that I was one of the juiciest bits.
And I love that we got to connect in person again.
xxx FWSH

Miz BoheMia said...

Ooooh! See? Everyone's just loooovin' things away!

Yahoooo!

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DaBich said...

ZIGGY!! Yay, you're back! OOhhh..I bet those close encounters were....good ;X
Woo-hoo! So, what's the plans to move to Aussie land?????

Anhoni Patel said...

ZIGGS! You're back- yay! I'm so glad you had a good -- scratch that -- awesome trip!

A "tete-a-tete" = nice.

Also "Meeting up with the (MG) Melbourne Gay who'd contacted me via a music site and finding his closest friend incredibly attractive..." = what are these dots for??

Well, it looks like you got a tan, good family time, and "some". Sounds like a perfect trip.


p.s. Does Elvis really have a pacifier?

running42k said...

Welcome back. Great pictures.

minister scribe said...

Didst thou recruit new memners of the Church of the Scribe from the Land Down Blunder, or did thy sinful libido get in the way?

angel, jr. said...

Fun stuff that you did on vacation.

The Dangerous Man said...

Interesting photos there. The one of the shadow, especially. What went through your mind when you were taking that? lol.

That pug reminds me of someone I work with.

ziggystardust73 said...

yes, that really is a pacifier (or dummy as we call them in Australia) in Elvis's mouth. He stole it from B.I.L's neice. She was ugly anyway.

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