HeadSpill

I’m in Birmingham bloging in an internet cafe, how camp am I? Well, not as camp as the ‘gay district’ I found this aternoon.

Bumming around in Birmingham, no, not literally I’m here for my evening work (that sounds even worse). I was distracted this afternoon by a man who wanted to show me his dog, he came right up to me put his hand on my shoulder and pointed at a sick looking alsation in a doorway. I’ll be honest both man and dog looked rough as badgers, and distressed me to the point where I just wanted to move away quickly, but not wanting to upset either, the only thing I could think to say was ’sorry, I’m dogaphobic’. oh dear.