That's right folks. We're at the half way stage with my Eurovision countdown. I hope you have liked my choices so far.
Ready for the next one?
Number 5 - This is My Life by Euroband (Iceland)
The duo are the very handsome Fridrik Omar Hjorleifsson and Regina Osk and they represented Iceland in the 2008 contest.
After giving one of the best performances of the night, they only managed to finish in 14th place. A top 5 placing was much deserved and one can only imagine how gutted they must have felt, especially as there were some absolutely appalling songs that scored better than Euroband. Proof, yet again, that tastes in music differ from Country to Country. Either that or there are lots of tone deaf viewers out there.
Never let it be said that Iceland cannot produce a good dance track. This one really is a beauty and I can just imagine myself and many other guys dancing our socks off to it in Queens Court. It could even warrant a dance around a pole too.
The song itself did not chart in the UK but did reach number 2 in their home
country.
With the right amount of promotion, I honestly believe this song could have been a hit in the UK and Ireland and who knows, maybe even the USA?
Those of you who know your Eurovision may recognise the voice before the start of the above video. That's right, it is the legend that is Sir Terry Wogan who sadly hosts the show no more. The political scoring became too much and he wasn't enjoying hosting the show because of it. A sad loss for us Brits but he was replaced with a good choice in Graham Norton.
Until next time, I bid thee farewell.
Showing posts with label Queens Court. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Queens Court. Show all posts
Wednesday, 11 April 2012
Monday, 6 February 2012
Naveen - part 2
Myself and Naveen had found a quiet spot in Queens Court and were chatting along nicely. His parents still lived in India and he was in the UK on his own.
It was quite amusing listening to him talk, as there were certain words he couldn't quite master. I had to be quite alert when he came across one so I could guess what he was trying to say. There were the odd few where I had to ask him to repeat the sentence. On one, I had to ask him at least three times to repeat it and in the end just pretended I understood. Even though it was a bit tiresome, I did also find it rather cute of him.
He was very attractive but his dress sense, which consisted of a white shirt and black trousers, was not appealing. It was smart but not very trendy and I do like a man who makes the effort to impress.
I asked if he had come straight from work, thinking that maybe this was why he was dressed this way, but he had left his job a few weeks ago and was now unemployed.
This did not bode well with me but I didn't show it and he did say he was trying to find something else.
It was at about this time that the curly fries I had ordered arrived. On the subject of curly fries, can I just say Queens Court..there were far too many. I had ordered for one but there was enough for two or even three people. Still, better too much than too little.
I offered Naveen some of the fries but he declined. Looking at his figure, I got the impression that he was careful with what he ate and fries were a no no.
We ordered another round of drinks and then got down to the serious stuff. I asked why he went for older men and in particular, why me?
He had had enough of one night stands with guys his age who said they wanted more but finished it after they had got what they wanted. I could relate to this.
The reason he fancied me? Well I'd like to say it was because of my dashing looks and Adonis like body but he just said I seemed like a nice guy. It was enough to keep me interested and we continued to chat.
He loved to walk, watch horror films and was studying architecture at university.
I told him quite a bit abut myself and he seemed to be genuinely interested.
We finished our drinks and as we had been in Queens Court for a couple of hours, I asked him if he'd like to go somewhere else? He thought that was a good idea.
I suggested we go for a cuppa and as he had told me he liked to do this, why not take a steady walk to my place? He thought this was an even better idea.
We thanked the bar staff and off we went, though as soon as we set foot outside, I regretted my suggestion to walk. It was freezing!
Want to know what happened next? Tune in next week to find out.
Until then, I bid thee farewell.
It was quite amusing listening to him talk, as there were certain words he couldn't quite master. I had to be quite alert when he came across one so I could guess what he was trying to say. There were the odd few where I had to ask him to repeat the sentence. On one, I had to ask him at least three times to repeat it and in the end just pretended I understood. Even though it was a bit tiresome, I did also find it rather cute of him.
He was very attractive but his dress sense, which consisted of a white shirt and black trousers, was not appealing. It was smart but not very trendy and I do like a man who makes the effort to impress.
I asked if he had come straight from work, thinking that maybe this was why he was dressed this way, but he had left his job a few weeks ago and was now unemployed.
This did not bode well with me but I didn't show it and he did say he was trying to find something else.
It was at about this time that the curly fries I had ordered arrived. On the subject of curly fries, can I just say Queens Court..there were far too many. I had ordered for one but there was enough for two or even three people. Still, better too much than too little.
I offered Naveen some of the fries but he declined. Looking at his figure, I got the impression that he was careful with what he ate and fries were a no no.
We ordered another round of drinks and then got down to the serious stuff. I asked why he went for older men and in particular, why me?
He had had enough of one night stands with guys his age who said they wanted more but finished it after they had got what they wanted. I could relate to this.
The reason he fancied me? Well I'd like to say it was because of my dashing looks and Adonis like body but he just said I seemed like a nice guy. It was enough to keep me interested and we continued to chat.
He loved to walk, watch horror films and was studying architecture at university.
I told him quite a bit abut myself and he seemed to be genuinely interested.
We finished our drinks and as we had been in Queens Court for a couple of hours, I asked him if he'd like to go somewhere else? He thought that was a good idea.
I suggested we go for a cuppa and as he had told me he liked to do this, why not take a steady walk to my place? He thought this was an even better idea.
We thanked the bar staff and off we went, though as soon as we set foot outside, I regretted my suggestion to walk. It was freezing!
Want to know what happened next? Tune in next week to find out.
Until then, I bid thee farewell.
Saturday, 28 January 2012
Naveen - part 1
Hi folks. Sorry for the delay but here it is, the latest of my confessions.
Naveen had sent me a private chat request and as I had looked at his profile on Gaydar a few days earlier and thought he was pretty cute, I accepted.
He was only 22 which is why I had removed my trace when I originally looked. 22 was just a little too young but I didn't want to appear rude.
Naveen was a student at Leeds University and originated from India.
He thought I looked nice and was attracted to the older man. Being nearly double his age, I definitely fell into that category. He was also looking for a serious relationship as he was fed up with one night stands.
My original thoughts were how can someone so young be looking for a serious relationship. Surely at his age, it's all about having fun? The alarm bell in my head was ringing but I continued to chat.
After an hour or so, he asked if we could meet up. My gut feeling was to say no but he was coming across as a rather nice chap, so I said yes instead.
We arranged to meet at Queens Court a couple of days later.
Two days later, there I was outside Queens Court. We had exchanged numbers so I sent a message to Naveen letting him know I was there. He had never been to QC which is why I was waiting outside.
Seconds later I received a call. It was Naveen asking for directions. It turned out he was actually quite close and within two minutes of receiving the call, we were in Queens Court.
We made our way to the bar and I ordered our drinks. The barman looked at me and then asked if I had id. I looked at him and asked if he was joking?
He wasn't and requested id to prove I was 25. I didn't have anything except credit cards.
"Well how old are you" he asked in a very sarcastic manner to which I replied "I will be 44 in August".
The barman looked at me vacantly and then said "Oh!...I wished I still got asked for id".
He served me my drinks and I walked away with he biggest smile on my face.
Naveen wasn't asked for id which just made me feel even better.
So far the date was going just swell. Tune in next week to find out what happened next.
Until then, I bid thee farewell.
Naveen had sent me a private chat request and as I had looked at his profile on Gaydar a few days earlier and thought he was pretty cute, I accepted.
He was only 22 which is why I had removed my trace when I originally looked. 22 was just a little too young but I didn't want to appear rude.
Naveen was a student at Leeds University and originated from India.
He thought I looked nice and was attracted to the older man. Being nearly double his age, I definitely fell into that category. He was also looking for a serious relationship as he was fed up with one night stands.
My original thoughts were how can someone so young be looking for a serious relationship. Surely at his age, it's all about having fun? The alarm bell in my head was ringing but I continued to chat.
After an hour or so, he asked if we could meet up. My gut feeling was to say no but he was coming across as a rather nice chap, so I said yes instead.
We arranged to meet at Queens Court a couple of days later.
Two days later, there I was outside Queens Court. We had exchanged numbers so I sent a message to Naveen letting him know I was there. He had never been to QC which is why I was waiting outside.
Seconds later I received a call. It was Naveen asking for directions. It turned out he was actually quite close and within two minutes of receiving the call, we were in Queens Court.
We made our way to the bar and I ordered our drinks. The barman looked at me and then asked if I had id. I looked at him and asked if he was joking?
He wasn't and requested id to prove I was 25. I didn't have anything except credit cards.
"Well how old are you" he asked in a very sarcastic manner to which I replied "I will be 44 in August".
The barman looked at me vacantly and then said "Oh!...I wished I still got asked for id".
He served me my drinks and I walked away with he biggest smile on my face.
Naveen wasn't asked for id which just made me feel even better.
So far the date was going just swell. Tune in next week to find out what happened next.
Until then, I bid thee farewell.
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