You should have seen me last night, drunk, bacardi and coke in one hand and the other gesticulating wildy as I rapped along (very badly I might add) with Betty boo as the DJ played 'doin the do'. I had such a laugh. We went to a gay bar called 'palms'. What a name eh? This was a dingy basement bar with a carpet dancefloor. It kinda reminded me of the ghetto.

The DJ played pop trash and I boogied on down. It was slightly unreal aswell because there was a TV screen in the corner showing video hits and I kept seeing lots of cool indie bands. How I miss the gay indie scene in London....

If any of you are curious to see what my second tattoo looks like I have now posted a photo on my photo album, check it out. There are also lots of new photos aswell from christmas and my recent adventures in Sydney. You can all see who I've been hanging out with.

I have also photos from my leaving do in Perth. It was a fantastic night, I was so touched that so many of my colleagues (including my boss) came out. At the end of dinner Karen stood up and read out a poem she wrote for the occaison. It was so sweet of her and it was very funny. I'm going to type it out below so people can read it. There are a few in jokes of course but you just have to ignore those. Karen, you are a star.

"When we first me Stuart

we were sure

he was the queerest thing

that had come through our door

and as weeks went by

we came to find

a delighful soul

both sweet and kind

on any given day

at tea break you could bet

he'd be talking to boys

on the internet

any given weekend

you could surely find

you'd find stu at the court

doing the bump and grind

and because he listenend to

'drop and give me twenty'

you'll now find he's bulging

with muscles aplenty

and one of our stus

favourite loves

was a naughty perth boy

with exfoliating gloves

the patients loved him

one was heard to say

that she would bring in

her daughter one day

and when not involved

with department somantics

he was making Debs jaw drop

with tales of his antics

and after many weeks

he still stumped

that chek wee cannot master

the famous double pump

stu, we loved meeting you

I can unanimously say

It's been a pleasure working with

you from day to day

go knock em dead in sydney

we know you'll find

there's more of your kind

we'll miss your laughs

we'll miss your smile

we'll miss you going

'the extra mile'

we really wish

that you could stay

we hope you'll come back

another day

If we're ever in London

we'll be sure to drop in

and you can show us

your bachelor pad of sin

enjoy your travels

party as you know best

you know that perth loves you

now it's time to see the rest!"

I hope people don't think it's too egocentric of me to put that poem up. Typing it out again makes me miss Perth. I felt that I really wanted to share the poem with my friends. Only one other person has ever written me a poem, it doesn't happen every often!