Westie

Cuddles are good. They make me feel safe and wanted. and they are a good way to stay close when we are exhausted after...... ahem.... days out etc I love cuddling my man. He's just so COMFY

Not soon enough We figure that it will be within the next 18 months, if money plans go accordingly

Relationships. To embrace the cliche - no man is an island. Nobody exists in a vacuum. When you accept someone into your life, you do so in the knowledge that they have had a life before you - and in my case, he has lived 27 years before he met me. He has a life, habits, friends and family that all exist outside of (and indeed before) his love for me came into being. One of the important things about a relationship, is the ability of each partner to "fit" into the life of the other. This will involve some compromise on each side. I will give up coffee, if he will give up sushi (I'm joking here Paya) - sometimes by necessity, some with have to "fit in" more than others. In my case, I plan to move out to the Czech Republic, so it is very much a case that I am "fitting in" to Paya's life, much more than he is fitting into mine. There is however, in many relationships, an obstance that can hinder the creation of a successful partnership. There are three words that can make a man's balls retreat back up into his body faster than you can say "boo". Those words are... "Mother-in-law". Not me. My "Mother in law" has made me feel so welcome. Like a long lost son she has greeted me, accepted me into her home. She has tolerated me taking over her kitchen to make a traditional Christmas Dinner. She has insisted on ironing some of my clothes over my strong objections My sister in law too has welcomed me like a second brother. She made me a Christmas Card that brought tears to my eyes. I am not a demonstrative or emotional person, but I was overwhelmed by their spirit and generosity. I had many many presents under the tree - it felt just like home. And that is important - because moving out here, I need to feel like I am "fitting in" and accepted. I need to feel embraced, becuase leaving my own family will be hard. I feel very much like I am gaining a new family. Although nothing can replace my own mum and my friends and family in England - i have a very worthy and welcoming substitute here in the Czech Republic. Moving out here will be ahrd. It is still some time away, but it is much easier to know that when I eventually move here, I will have not only my boyfriend, but a whole family out here to support me. I feel really and truely blessed. Now, what do you think my chances are of convincing the entire Czech nation to take on English as their first language? You see, while i am sitting here now I am meant to be studying Czech. Instead I am writing a blog entry. I have never been very good at languages. I have a passable high school grade in French. I understand a smattering of latin where it is scripture based. Otherwise I am lost with Languages. My brain is just not wired that way. But you know what? That means I dont give up. That just means I have to work MUCH MUCH HARDER to make up for my lack of natural talent. Though....... maybe I need some motivation..... (Paya.... that is a hint....) Anyway.... sorry for the rambling post. Im not sure how best to express to you all how blessed I feel. Im ... well... a little overwhelmed and this is pretty much the only outlet I have to do so. West

At this time, I would just like to call to mind the true meaning of Christmas. This is a time of celebration. I think sometimes we forget in our love for Christmas, that one man who gave us this holiday. And so I think its important that we all join hands now, and give thanks to the person without which Christmas would not be possible.... so... THANK-YOU SANTA!!!!!

i voted no. I can find porn anywhere. And i'm not keen on the logic that "this is a gay site, therefore it should have a place for 'fapping' etc". I think we can have a "gay culture" without necessarily referring everything back to sex.

I woke up at 3am - which incidentally was only 10 minutes before my alarm. Dont tell Paya, but I only got to bed at 11pm, despite assurances that I would try to get some solid sleep. My mother - god bless her - took me to the airport. For those of you who live over the pond, you might not be aware that much of Europe has been at a standstill due to Heavy Snowfall. There are about 8 inches of snow (dont ask me how i measured ) where I live, but fortunately, the drive to the airport was pretty clear. We hit the dreaded "freezing fog" - which the car thermometer told me made it -12 c. But I arrived at the airport safely, which brings me to where I am now - sat in the airport starbucks, drinking a Caramel Machiato and eating a croissant, that being my staple fare before a flight. I have been meditating on the differences between this year, and last year. Last Christmas, I was very much alone. Surrounded by company and friends, I felt like an outsider. The only single man in a room full of couples. I can't tell you how lost and alone that felt. I remember in January feeling quite depresssed, and getting rather "addicted" to onlne Gay Fiction. I have been a fan of Mark Arbour since he first wrote CAP (in fact, I had read "on the Mark" even earlier), but now I actively went in search of an outlet. I was vaguely aware of GA becuase, as a member of Mark's yahoo group, I remember being frustrated that he always posted at GA first and THEN to his group. But I have to admit I thought the site lacked.... a look and feel. Though I have since learned that it is better than most sites out there. Anyway, I got into a world where I was addicted to online stories, even reading them on my iPhone on the way to the office. Coupled with working 15 hour days as a matter of course, this kinda took up all my time. I then plucked up the courage to join here at GA. for no other reason I guess than i liked the idea of the forums. Then, on the anniversary of the death of a very dear friend (and my first boyfriend) I wrote a blog. I dont know what phrase did it, but the blog caught Paya's attention, and, through talking online we very quickly developed feelings for one another. We arranged to meet. Many of you will remember the "dance" we did - both talking about our relationships without explicitly saying who our significant other was (though many of you - bleu mainly - guessed accurately). This wasnt any sort of convived "teaser" or anything. It was just that GA was the only outlet for both of us. I knew before I even saw his face that Paya was the man for me. BUt when I saw him that first time when he landed in Manchester, I knew this was forever, 7 Months on, we are spending our first Christmas together, and I cant even think how lucky I am. This time last year, I was sad and alone. Now I have a boyfriend, the love of my life - and just as important I have made many friends here who I care about very much. SO I want to wish everyone all the happiness in the world. Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year. Miluji Te. West

Yesterday I went out for Dinner with my Mum and my Grandma. it was delicious thank-you very much. We had a traditional English Roast Dinner, a few glasses of wine and a good time was had by all of us. But.... Why is this the subject of a blog? Well, to answer that, I need to tell you a little about my Grandma. Well, the first thing is, she is totally unflappable. There is nothing you could say to her that would shock her - at least not visibly. She has brought up 12 children of her own, has over 25 grandchildren and 16 great grandchildren. She is 80 years old, and was brought up in a bygone age, and was the last of a bygone class. My grandparents lived in a large farm house, standing on over an acre of gardens. She served tea in a bone china cup, from a silver service. She is always well dressed - ALWAYS - and regardless of where she is going or shat she is doing, she always has on her pearl necklace and clasp brooch. In short, she is a lady of a long ended age. I am rarely shocked by people, but you might imagine the look on my face when my 80 Year old Grandmother, all prim and proper and a genuine English Lady told me this Joke.... "An elderly couple were both in their 90's, and unfortunately the man passed away. Their grand-daughter came to see her Grandma; and said "I'm so sorry about Grandad. I love you both so much, how did it happen?" "Well" Grandma replies, "We were having our usual sunday morning sex..." "Sex at 90!!" Exclaimed her grand-daughter "Of course", her Grandma smiled. "We timed ourselves with the church bells - In with the Dings, out on the Dongs" "He'd still be alive today if that damn ice cream truck hadnt gone past"..... Now honestly - it aint the best joke in the world, but coming from my grandma, it was priceless. I love my Grandma so much. She's magic

Mine is "Gaudete"

meh ! im not sure it really matters :S

Its a question that has been on my mind lately.

Officially, yes.

I just LOVE the last night of the Proms

I am an ardent royalist.

Well - for many a facebook group might not be the greatest idea. I'm not "out" on Facebook and have No intention of allowing that to happen, so I can't accept a facebook invite. That said - just count paya as 2 people - 'cos I'll be with hi All weekend .

Well, I am of course an iPhone user.

Hey.... watch this again - apparently Kylie is in this video somewhere

Anyone who can keep up with editing to Arbour's writing schedule deserves a medal - but a HAPPY BIRTHDAY will have to suffice

I just want to really hug you and hold you so tight right now :-(

Well.... i think it totally depends.... You see - when i first met my BF, it was online.

A resurrected Topic from before my time!!!!! Hell yeah I'd eat liver!

Hey, im a very busy man, with a VERY hot czech boyfriend, who i don't see nearly often enough.

Well, as current plans go, Paya and I are in the UK that weekend.

Happy Birthday to my favourite welsh dragon :*