Yipee! Off to Berlin tomorrow. I first went there twenty years ago as an innocent. I came back a twelve months later, one of the very, very guilty. I still go back every year, a junkie after just one more fix.

The Wall has come down and new buildings gone up, but not much else has changed. The brash humour is still the same; the night life is as seriously disturbed as it ever was; the surrounding lakes and forests continue to offer welcome relief from the big-city madness; and, most importantly, there's still a Currywurst stall on every street corner.

This time will be special though. I'm flying out with Party Boy. He's never been to Germany before, let alone Berlin, so I'll be playing Mephistopheles to his Faust, introducing him to the delights of my favourite city. Ha ha ha… The fact that Saturday also sees Berlin's annual gay pride celebrations is another big plus.

That's one more innocent soul lost then.

LIttle darling, it's been a long, cold, lonely winter. But now the sun is shining. Suddenly it's 26 degrees in London. People are smiling at each other. Trees are greener. Beer is flowing. Boyz are feeling frisky. Amazing how an unexpected burst of good weather brings out the best in people.
Being a Leo, I get insufferably happy in the summer. Very Fotherington-Thomas in fact.
Don't say you haven't been warned.