An apple a day… #MCM

Time for my free birthday Gail’s sweet treat.

A productive morning, after the gym I went to M&S to get some bits in the same. Haven’t bought any new clothes in ages.

Anyway time to exercise off the oat milk fiasco.

Why is oat milk randomly like this sometimes?

I am persevering with Hijack series two, but it’s pretty terrible compared with series one. Just so ludicrous, and also a bit boring.

TFI Friday.

Relief that Reform didn't win this by-election, huge anxiety at what such split voting will do to us at the next general election.

Did I even go to the gym if I didn’t post about it?

Another week, more news of another gay man I vaguely know dying prematurely. The rate of attrition seems horribly high for gays in their 30s and 40s.

I can almost smell the spring in the air.

Spring must be on the way, it's 18 degrees in the flat and the heating isn't on.

Minor victory: After I moved into my new flat I complained to building management that I could hear the lifts announcing themselves going up and down, all the way from my bedroom, even with the door closed. Today I realised they have actually got the lift company to turn down the volume. Success!

Not another Eagle photo.

Probably just high from my coffee, tan and gym session, along with unexpected sunshine this morning, but I am beaming from ear to ear walking around my neighbourhood and can’t quite believe I’m here. 🤩

Free protein shake at the gym this morning just for following Optimum Nutrition on insta 🤑

Been working at home all week and had no social plans so realise I've not had a proper real life conversation with anybody since last Saturday. 😭

Cheers darlins, happy weekend!

Is it too early for a Dirty Martini?

Really pushed it at the gym today and now my little arms feel like they’re going to explode.

OMG they found the negatives for the Doctor Who TV movie and we're getting a 4K release!! youtu.be/CnvmFMA4q-A?...

I don’t feel as miserable as I look.

What on earth was THIS in Castlefield?

Costa today for my freebie birthday treat.

Wondering how long these balloons are going to last?

Total local history map nerd stuff here but I just discovered the Manchester, Bolton and Bury Canal apparently had an arm that stretched all the way up Oldfield Road to what's now Chapel Street. It must have been filled in and the Oldfield Road Dwellings built on top later on.

Anyway, quick get outside, it’s the last sunny day for two weeks.

I cannot overstate how having a gym on the doorstep has improved my attendance rate. No matter how tired or rubbish I feel, there’s just no barrier to popping there and doing a bit of something. Even if it’s just a 25 minute without. Also being the gayest gym in Manchester helps.

I was planning to sleep but I guess people needing to set fireworks off all night right outside takes priority.

Forgot to post my cringey crew photo from my birthday/housewarming/valentines party at the weekend.

Birthday doughnut from Lidl time. (reposted due to forgetting to attach the photo)

Oh no it’s Monday.

Wake up everyone, let’s get cracking.

Just compiled a list of when I have to collect all my free birthday cakes by.

Do I want coffee or Cola for my hangover? Yes.

Thank you for all the lovely birthday messages, guys. I’ve been out for dinner and I’m a little bit tipsy.

She’s made it to 46.

Anyway now the weekend is over I see the government is about to collapse.

My weekend in 3 photos.

I am NOT a women’s workout space.

Papped in Sub101. 🪩

Just demolish it.

The audacity of BBC Weather telling me there’s a mild breeze when it’s obviously blowing an icy gale.

I'm not sure Starmer is going to make it to the May elections, let alone to the end of the year. www.theguardian.com/politics/202...

The colour of my hands in the office. 🥶

Weekend treat, a pistachio croissant. (With my free Octoplus coffee) Absolutely delicious.

I will never get over Barbara Kellerman’s iconic delivery of this line in the 1990 BBC version of The Silver Chair.

Friday night in.

I would love not to feel tired every single day of my life.

Locked in.