Yesterday I attended the Clapham Street Party for the first time. The weather was being its usual undecided self in the morning so I really couldn't decide what to wear. When it came time to leave it was still overcast and very windy, so I decided on jeans and a long sleeved top. By the time I got to Clapham the sun was out and I was roasting, typical. I met Eric in the queue for the cashpoint and Humberto was just across the road when I'd got my cash, very lucky eh?
We went in and, initially, I was a bit disappointed to see that the street party was just a street closed off for the day with one stage at the far end, that you had to be within 20 feet of to hear the music, singing or talking clearly, the rest was just a couple of "bars" and the toilets!
To start with there was no one there that I knew and even fewer good looking guys, but eventually, after Humberto had said hello to a million people (I may be exaggerating there) I started to see some people that I actually knew too, though not many.
We had a good day, the sun was out almost the whole time and, luckily for me, Manhunt were promoting there and so I got a free vest top from them which I had to pose in for a couple of photos. I was so happy to get out of the long sleeved top, but didn't want to go topless. 
Thain and Darren were there, briefly. Roger was also there with a couple of gorgeous mates all in cowboy-style hats.
There were also a couple of celebrities: A porn star whose name escapes me at the moment, which is annoying because I watched a clip of one of his films yesterday on a blog and now it has been removed. One of the dancers from this years So You Think You Can Dance was also there.
I got a snog from a muscular guy, but failed to get his number (I think he may have had a boyfriend around somewhere though). In fact I didn't get anyone's numbers, or even their Facebook details.
But, all-in-all it was a great afternoon.
Humberto and Eric left around 21:30 and I went into Soho, first to Comptons and then to Rupert Street where I joined Giuseppe and Marco (both former snogs of mine) and their friends and had even more fun a great conversation. I ended up going home with Giuseppe, which seemed to take ages on the night bus.
We had sex, but I found, once again, that I couldn't sleep in someone else's bed and so had to go and sleep on the sofa. I didn't get much sleep though, maybe a couple of hours on and off, probably because of all the Red Bull I'd had with my vodkas! I eventually left his at around 9 and was so happy to get home and shower.
I am so tired now!!
This was the view of the void outside my window, nothing to talk about, but I did get about 20 minutes of daylight per day.
This was the view from the living room and main bedroom, behind that green hedge is a tempting swimming pool, shame we weren't allowed to use it.
Richard and Terry in our living room, sorry about the light effect.
A building just along the road from our apartment with various weird maniquins on the balconies.
Sagrada Familia
A gorgeous guy at Sagrada Familia that Richard and I both stalked for a while, I think he was aware of us, as was his girlfriend / wife!!
The Gaudi House, aka Casa Mila, which I loved for it's originality and organic feel.
And various other random architecture.
