Luke Haines: The Walton Hop

Apropos of something...

PS Jon Ronson on Jonathan King and the Walton Hop.

Jonathan King: The Unspeakable In Pursuit Of The Uneatable

The moment Edward Heath sat down in the first class seat next to me on the flight from Scotland to London, shook my hand and said ‘Jonathan, it is a pleasure to meet you’ I determined to flirt with him in order to find out whether the rumours that he was gay were true...
Spectator. 

Jonathan actually goes on more about his own arrest and imprisonment.

Fagburn: Slow (Cooker) News Day

From the Express, but the nation's newspapers were united in joy at this news.
Don't blame them - I love our Nige.
And his racy, tell-all memoirs, Toast, are one of Fagburn's favouritest gayist books.
Coincidentally, Life Is Sweets, his adorable Proustian personal and social history of sweets is on BBC 4 on Wednesday.
I think my mum would be happy if I got gaymarried to Mr Slater.
Either him or Alan Bennett.
Sorry, miles way...
There's nothing that's really gripped me today.
The Times is running the obligatory "I'm a gay dad!" story.
The Sun reports about a new gay-ish sort-of scandal at the Beeb!
'THE BBC was slammed last night for airing a Top Of The Pops repeat featuring paedophile Jonathan King'
Apparently "Outraged viewers vented their disgust online."
They quote one tweet.
Apparently Channel 4's Sex Box, which is on the tellybox tonight, is a bit boring.
The Guardian note; "Unfortunately, the actual show's post-sex conversations make post-match interviews with football managers seem exciting."
And the sex box is not opaque, as previously reported, but made of wood.
SO YOU CAN'T SEE NUFFINK!!!
I really can't be bothered with Julie Bindel's latest instalment in her Guardian online series on lesbian and gay (but not bisexual and trans) life in the UK.
Today the lesbigot is writing drivel about the Pink Pound - groundbreaking stuff!
Fagburn is going to do some hoovering, pay some bills, and pick up something from the post office.
I'M LIVING THE DREAM!