On 28th April 2006 we enjoyed celebrating the UK's gay equivalent of marriage, a Civil Par
On 28th April 2006 we enjoyed celebrating the UK's gay equivalent of marriage, a Civil Partnership Ceremony, at Barnet Register Office, London. The video lasts 10 minutes, enjoy!
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After several requests asking if we "had a reception", here is the full 19-minute version
After several requests asking if we "had a reception", here is the full 19-minute version of our wedding video complete with the ceremony and speeches!
This version was recently published to friends and family on DVD.
(There is a shorter 'youtube edition' version also available from my YouTube ID)
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I've become a Tesco 'diversity champion' bringing the hopes and fears of gays, lesbians, b
I've become a Tesco 'diversity champion' bringing the hopes and fears of gays, lesbians, bisexuals and transgender staff to the attention of Tesco management - with the blessing of that management!
So if are gay and you work at Tesco, are thinking of working at Tesco, or want to know more about how Tesco wishes to treat gay staff, then please watch!
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Added: 11 months ago
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"WaxAthon -- Beyond Pain" shows the live strip-waxing of two colleagues (complete with sad
"WaxAthon -- Beyond Pain" shows the live strip-waxing of two colleagues (complete with sadistic presenter/colleague) who got far more than they bargained for when they decided to raise money for our company's charity of the year.
Franco and Clem concluded that "if the girls can undergo strip-waxing, it can't be that painful!".
Despite warnings to the contrary, the two guys went ahead and before they knew it had raised more than £1000 from office staff and reached the point of no return.
The most telling moment is early in the film with the clearly worried face and reactions of Clem as he begins to realise that Franco is in genuine pain and not just fooling around.
I'm sure that, once you've sat through the 11 minute video, you'll join me in applauding Franco and Clem for what they did for charity and that the money they raised was well deserved. I thank them too for allowing this film to be brought to a wider audience.
I must also thank Tony who organised the whole thing, the team of treatment experts in the beauty salon, and of course the show's fabulously sadistic presenter and fellow colleague Vicky!
As Franco says in the closing seconds of the video: "I'd rather have a carrot stuck up my a*se than go through that again!". To which Vicky replies, "That can be arranged, Franco!".
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Warning: this 11 minute video contains scenes of pain and nudity, and may not be suitable for viewing by minors or by people who may not understand the context in which this event took place..
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(Surnames in the credits are hidden in this YouTube version to respect personal information of those involved. New fans of Franco, Clem and Vicky can contact them through me!).
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Added: 2 years ago
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Here I captured Lulu singing "Put A Little Love In Your Heart" at the Tesco Charity Ball h
Here I captured Lulu singing "Put A Little Love In Your Heart" at the Tesco Charity Ball held at the Royal Artilliary Company building in London City on 10 June 2006.
I used a digital stills camera in "movie" mode hence the lower than usual frame rate and sound in mono!
But ye Gods Lulu is great. But she is, no really!
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** Warning - sexually explicit poem **
My attempt to read a poem that was the last ever
** Warning - sexually explicit poem **
My attempt to read a poem that was the last ever content to be found guilty under the UK's just defunct Blasphemy law (as of 8th May 2008) collapses into farce as the poem's (lack of) 'quality' get the better of me!
Freedom of speech should have prevented the poem being found guilty of blasphemy, but editorial quality control should have prevented it from ever being published, as you will surely agree!
Here is the poem (so you can read it despite my tearful laughter):
The Love That Dares To Speak Its Name
By James Kirkup
As they took him from the cross
I, the centurion, took him in my arms-
the tough lean body
of a man no longer young,
beardless, breathless,
but well hung.
He was still warm.
While they prepared the tomb
I kept guard over him.
His mother and the Magdalen
had gone to fetch clean linen
to shroud his nakedness.
I was alone with him.
For the last time
I kissed his mouth. My tongue
found his, bitter with death.
I licked his wound-
the blood was harsh
For the last time
I laid my lips around the tip
of that great cock, the instrument
of our salvation, our eternal joy.
The shaft, still throbbed, anointed
with death's final ejaculation
I knew he'd had it off with other men-
with Herod's guards, with Pontius Pilate,
With John the Baptist, with Paul of Tarsus
with foxy Judas, a great kisser, with
the rest of the Twelve, together and apart.
He loved all men, body, soul and spirit. - even me.
So now I took off my uniform, and, naked,
lay together with him in his desolation,
caressing every shadow of his cooling flesh,
hugging him and trying to warm him back to life.
Slowly the fire in his thighs went out,
while I grew hotter with unearthly love.
It was the only way I knew to speak our love's proud name,
to tell him of my long devotion, my desire, my dread-
something we had never talked about.
My spear, wet with blood,
his dear, broken body all open wounds,
and in each wound his side, his back,
his mouth - I came and came and came
as if each coming was my last.
And then the miracle possessed us.
I felt him enter into me, and fiercely spend
his spirit's finbal seed within my hole, my soul,
pulse upon pulse, unto the ends of the earth-
he crucified me with him into kingdom come.
-This is the passionate and blissful crucifixion
same-sex lovers suffer, patiently and gladly.
They inflict these loving injuries of joy and grace
one upon the other, till they dies of lust and pain
within the horny paradise of one another's limbs,
with one voice cry to heaven in a last divine release.
Then lie long together, peacefully entwined, with hope
of resurrection, as we did, on that green hill far away.
But before we rose again, they came and took him from me.
They knew not what we had done, but felt
no shame or anger. Rather they were glad for us,
and blessed us, as would he, who loved all men.
And after three long, lonely days, like years,
in which I roamed the gardens of my grief
seeking for him, my one friend who had gone from me,
he rose from sleep, at dawn, and showed himself to me before all others. And took me to him with
the love that now forever dares to speak its name.
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