Monday, 23 June 2008

Monday 23/06/08

On Friday at 1730 it’s the beginning of whole week off work, so I choose to celebrate this by going to the gym, where I do arms and abs and then I go home where I watch Big Brother just to see the new housemate they’re putting in, and the new housemate looks like this without his top on…

…a housemate I mention to Scott later (saying that he has a nice body) and Scott’s comment is that he’s a bit too thin, which I don’t really understand but there you go, and then I go to bed around 2300 and have the best nine and a half hours of sleep I can remember in the last six, maybe seven, years. 

On Saturday night Scott and I meet up and we go to this club night called Revolver at Scala in Kings Cross, not because we really want to go clubbing, but because we want to hang out with Taylor, who’s the promoter, and the other people who are working there. 

So we’re play with these people backstage for a bit and my favourite part of the night is that I am about 36 shades whiter than everyone else, not that this is a great achievement since everyone else is either Brazilian or Spanish or has a loyalty card to their local sunbed. 

In any case, we are only planning to stay there for a couple of hours but suddenly it’s 0430 and that’s when we get on the bike and we go back home. 

On Sunday evening it’s one of the three highlights of my week off, and this particular highlight involves an idea of mine to go to Primrose Hill around midnight and sit there and watch London, with some hot chocolate amongst other things. 

(Primrose Hill is a hill in North London where you can get really good views of the rest of London) 

So it’s midnight on Sunday night and we’re walking up the hill with blankets to wrap ourselves with and hot chocolate in flasks and an iPod and some speakers and to my surprise there are several other groups of people doing the exact same thing, even though I thought I would be the only person in the world to come up with this amazing idea. 

But as Scott points out we live in a city with such a big population that, at any given time, there are people likely to be doing the same thing, whatever the thing is. 

The thought that on any given Sunday at midnight there are people sitting on Primrose Hill watching London surrounded by darkness, drinking and chatting and having a good time whilst I’m in bed unable to sleep before another tedious week at work kinda depresses me a bit, but I refrain from throwing myself down the hill and putting an end to it all – after all I don’t have to work for another seven days. 

And here’s a video of the view, and my heavy accent talking over it, even though neither of them or very clear.

Then suddenly it’s 0200 and then we go home.

34 comments:

Tim in Italy said...

So, maybe we need to look at this post from a different, um, perspective... not that the view of some twinkling lights on an immense black field isn't, you know, fascinating. But I think you would have gotten a few more stiffies if we had read about the hike up Primrose Hill and seen footage of the hot Brazilian guys, et al, in their natural habitat.

Yes? No? So, whose with me here?

London Preppy said...

tim: I'm afraid I didn't have my phone with me on Saturday night to take pictures with, because I was wearing very small shorts with no pockets and not much else. But I can provide pictures of the dancers in erm..action on stage, when the weekly magazines come out later in the week with weekend clubbing pics. I hope that will suffice!

j said...

i think the accent is endearing if that is any consolation. but i can't get over the fact that your writing is so fluent...all things considered.

Alex said...

Instead of throwing yourself down the hill: why not push the others?

;-) (I don't care how much you hate smileys)

Tim in Italy said...

I see... Can we go back to that part where you talk about you wearing "very small shorts with no pockets and not much else"? because, I think there's a point of... interest... there for your readers, if not all admirers of male beauty everywhere... is that too much? I mean, does it sound like begging? Not that i have any pride left at this stage...

Anonymous said...

Well I have just seen pics of you in some lovely pants with nothing else on over at aussielicious...... Yum. x

London Preppy said...

j: Thanks. I don't mind the accent so much anymore either. If I'm not a native speaker, this is definitely better than having a completely put on, elocution lesson one. So I'll keep it

alex: Yep, I could have definitely done that. But on the negative side I'd still have to go to work in a week

tim: Again, I'm afraid no pictures of those either!

dimitri said...

i think the accent, like the tattoo, isnt real.

then again maybe im just trying to get my 2nd revelation, which brings me one step closer to the prize!! hehehe

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Ben said...

BB's new housemate - nice bod, but totally loves himself, and what is going on with his eyebrows/lashes?!

He's one of those people who I don't think you could ever trust in real life, as there he is the type that would always keep a bit of him withheld...

Primrose Hill at night with hot choc and a blanket sounds ace :)

Owen said...

Ok, so the question no one seems to be asking (at least in comments visible right now): Why do you not have to go to work for a week?

AlwaysReadySF said...

there is nothing too thin about the new big brother housemate... but that's just my humble opinion, of course.

Trybaby said...

Have you read the book, 'The Sluts' by Dennis Cooper? I only mention it because I just noticed that on the back of the book there is a review by none other than Bret Easton Ellis. Which goes like this:

"[A] brilliant, triumphantly lurid writer as well as a supremely talented elegant stylist, whose prose is smart and nervy. he might also be the last literary outlaw in mainstream American fiction. Effortlessly entering taboo areas, he lends them a specific gravity, a justification for existing, and does so with such punk daring he makes more writers' concerns seem hopelessly middlebrow and puny by comparison."- Bret Easton Ellis

You should read it. I've gotten all my friends to read it. It's pretty great.

It's funny when I read your posts I still hear a north american accent talking. Also I thought Scotts voice would have been deeper.

London Preppy said...

dimitri: Ah, you've been paying attention - well done!

ben: Yeah I'm not sure about the eyelashes either. I hope it was just make up and it won't be on all the time. I haven't watched it since Friday

owen: Oh I just took holiday time off

always: I totally agree, of course. Scott has a twisted sense of body image

trybaby: I haven't read it - but I do read things that he recommends (even though he blatantly just gets paid for it and hasn't read them). Thanks for pointing it out

Trybaby said...

Are you going to read it? Because I would really be interested in seeing what you think about it. It's not a long read. Two hours should do it.

Timmy said...

It sounds like there is quite a bit of loud talking chatty people up there on Primrose Hill.

Did they not know that we only care to hear LP and Scott speaking? Yes, as another reader commented, you should have shoved all of them down the hill.

Anonymous said...

This is a lovely post! Somehow very human. I guess it's a very gay thing to do - have hot chocolate with blankets on a Sunday evening - but nice that even guys who go to revolver do that kind of thing once in a while.
Having said that, I went to revolver last month and not only was i about 50 shades whiter than everyone else, I also think I was the only one without a serious steroid habit, but hey, it's all about diversity right? (As long as they don't speak, you can believe they're beautiful on the inside as well as the outside. I think the Samantha Jones philosophy of dealing with men works wonders with Brazilian men!)

Nix said...

Midnight lovers' picnic + Primrose Hill = so sweet.

Here are two daytime pics (1,2) of the same view, if your readers' are curious.

London Preppy said...

timmy: See, it was busy! It's amazing, isn't it? 0100 in the morning on a Monday and people are there on top of a deserted hill!

anon: Ha, yes reading back it does seem like a varied weekend. I hadn't looked at it that way, but yes it's all about diversity right?

nix: Thanks a lot for the pics (people! look at these - the view makes a lot more sense in the daytime!)

Graham said...

LP,
I only saw BB for a few mins on friday too and I think the new housemate looks good, but I agree, he needs to lose the eyeliner. Thanks for showing the pics of him topless, hadn't realised he would look so good without his clothes.

Your accent seems stronger in this movie compared to previous ones, though I guess without the bells ringing it's difficult to compare them.

Tim Atherton said...

Having just watched the sun set with friends over Lake Erie in Cleveland, I'm suddenly longing for my home country. I miss London and Cornwall and even Birmingham.

It's a beautiful post. You're not really a nihilist are you? If you were, then there wouldn't be any lights... and there wouldn't be any point looking at them.

Joe B said...

"Don't lean on me so much." "Oh. ...Shall I go and stand over there?" ... "Tell us what the buildings are.......Go on." "What?" "What the buildings are." "We just did that." "No." "Yes we did."

(A smiley would go here, but I'm not a fan of them either.)

kim said...

i can't wait for LP's review of anything by Dennis Cooper ... I read 'Sluts' while in the US and left it in the top drawer of a hotel i was staying in, after neatly placing the bible that had been there in a rubbish bin down the road. My seat next to Satan has been assured.

Maluminas said...

I really need to get over my retarded French Canadian accent... Its probably not as bad as i think it is...

And what is it with quantity over quality, Scott? Nice proportions are much more important than mindless mass. And healthier, too, in most cases.

Bregalad said...

And please don't take the video down. There is no reason--it merely has your voices.

London Preppy said...

graham: It does seem stronger, doesn't it? Probably because I'm so near the microphone this time. Oh and there are certain words that show me up more. "Buildings" seems to be one of them

tim atherton: I'm going to Cornwall later this week!

joe: Perfect transcript, thanks! What a dialogue eh?

kim: Well it's now on my wishlist (mainly as a reminder to myself to get it as some point)

maluminas: Oh Scott doesn't care about things like that...

bregalad: Sure, video not coming down

george said...

thanks for the pics nix....oooo....i got to see the vid....if the guy from BB is skinny in scotts eyes then what does he consider to be fat?

scotts needs a poke.....anywhere.....just poke him...george

Impressed Guy said...

Hey Preppy!

Wraia fwnh, to paidi apo to big brother einai ko-la-sh. Sketh kolash. Einai str8?

Filia from Athens!

AlwaysReadySF said...

http://www.digitalspy.co.uk/gayspy/blog/gayspy/

This was pretty random. But the new BB guy AND Marky M in the same post. What are the odds, eh?

adam said...
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London Preppy said...

adam: Thanks for the comment, I didn't leave it on cause you had left your email - I wasn't sure you wanted this to be on

London Preppy said...

impressed: Nai straight einai to paidi. Exei kai kori! Oh well...

always: Thanks, that's a good find. And pics I hadn't seen before

Oldyeller said...

Congrats on the great night's sleep Fri. As a fellow insomniac, I know what a great feeling that is--for a short while at least, there's a tranquil confident feeling that everything is right in your little universe.

I just read Sun.'s post today. My fear is that you may some day let the stupid, negative, jealous commenters get to you and you'll stop blogging. I would be very very unhappy if that happended.

Anonymous said...

Sorry to be adding some cheese here, but - maybe on another summer's night you might want to wander to parliament Hill in Hampstead Heath... I know, I know, it is further away from where you live, and probably there may not be many of "the chocolate drinking gays" up there at 2 am, but the view from there is just, ah, breathtaking, and Kenwood House, which so many people have never heard of, is just a dream.
Sorry to sound like such a tourist, but living in a city where they actually lock up public parks at night, I tend to idealise places with a more civilised approach to public green.
And so, that was that, then.

Wayne said...

Thanks for recommending Hercules and Love Affair a while back LP. I saw them at the Sonar festival in Barcelona last weekend and they were savage.