Is been difficult getting round to writing this blog, my first since moving to blackpool last weekend. Not sure why, maybe its because I was feeling quite down earlier this week and when Im down I dont like to share, maybe its because I havent had a busy schedule, and when im not busy I end up not doing the few things I should be doing, or maybe its because there has been so much I could write about I dont know where to start.

So I think Ill start with a list of things I could write about:

• The fantastic leaving party I had on my last day in Newcastle, where Daniel had his chest waxed (click here for photos)
• The stress of trying to move my belongings from one side of the country to the other during the hottest day of the year
• The efforts I made during the week to get out there and try and make some friends on the gay scene which resulted in me making some enemies
• The shock and disappointment I felt upon hearing there is no gay scene karaoke here
• My new housemates who seem really nice guys but who I havent really gelled with yet, primarily because I have been out every night
• The loneliness I have felt during this week in a town where I didnt even know the area code, never mind any friends.
• The difficulty I have had in trying to tap into the gay scene community up here
• Managing to find more of a friendly, community feel via the local gaydar chat room
• The few potential new friends I have made thanks to gaydar and a shared interest in Doctor who
• The local cabaret curcit which I am fascinated with, varying from really good pop/rock acts to ultra cheesy singers with black suits, ruffled shirts, a laptop onstage full of backing tracks and a diamante treble clef brooch on the lapel.

I think Ill leave it there for today.  Hopefully my next week Ill be in a routine with my new job and Ill have started to feel more settled in.