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27.4.02

Cream crackered


A brief pre-midnight entry is all I can manage on this strange 'Is it Spring? Is it Autumn?' Saturday. I'm too knackered to write any more. Last night at the Nightingale was funny, sexy, drunken and really a bit of a riot. Somewhere along the way, I managed to take 160 photos, mainly of Mr Gay UK heat contestants in their pants. Nice. Managed to ensnare the most beautiful young man in the club (IMO), and had to drive him back home to Mummy and Daddy at 10 o'clock this morning after about three hours' sleep. Hence feeling knackered now. I would dearly love to show his photo on here, as I took quite a few, before I'd spoken to him as well as after. However, it's not every day that you cop off with a beauty whose father is an Imam (is that how it's spelt?) at a local mosque, so I think displaying his photo is out of the question(!)

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