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Choose Michael James Patrick
Choose growing up in Belfast....
Choose starting work at the age of ten being the bingo ball roller and getting all the 2p’s and 1p’s for your wages. Choose feeling like a big lad buying your mum her favourite bar of choclate after work.
Choose getting knocked down by a black taxi and not even getting a claim, only a few days of school and no sympathy at all for not using the crossing
Choose your ma owning a sweet shop and you having the best lunch ever with super cans of coke, tayto cheese and onion Belfast bap, and as many packets of cola flavoured frosties you can stick in your pocket.
Choose being the oldest cousin so you tried everything first and always got caught
Choose going to La Salle school and your form teacher telling your ma that you really got up his nose and annoyed the fuck out of him for no real reason…choose me thinking I was great getting a letter of apology from my form teacher and the head brother.
Choose losing your mate at 16 and being afraid to try anything ever again. Choose discovering lots more mates and then trying lots more new things.
Choose falling in love with the girl next door Pauline Ferris who turned out to be a goth, choose falling out of love fairly quickly…..
Choose always being up for a bit of craic and always getting in trouble for it, I’m still choosing the craic and dealing with the trouble
Choose a ¼ bottle of vodka as your first carryout and not spotting the signs of gaydom
Choose thinking you wanted to look like your mates only to discover in later years that you probably really fancied them.
Choose your mum selling the shop and you losing about 3 stone…..no longer being able to do the huckle buckle shuffle from the goonies
Choose spending the next number of years trying to discover a new party piece only to discover you already had it. i.e. I never shut up at parties and can talk for ever
Choose being at parties and discovering people who can talk as much as you, choose being scared
Choose being your grannys blue eye and always being able to tap £20 of her for a night out. Choose realising £20 wouldn’t get you a night out in the cinema any more.
Choose having the same hairstyle for all your teenage years, choose finding a friend whos a hairdresser and puts you on the straight and narrow.
Choose growing up in Belfast....
Choose starting work at the age of ten being the bingo ball roller and getting all the 2p’s and 1p’s for your wages. Choose feeling like a big lad buying your mum her favourite bar of choclate after work.
Choose getting knocked down by a black taxi and not even getting a claim, only a few days of school and no sympathy at all for not using the crossing
Choose your ma owning a sweet shop and you having the best lunch ever with super cans of coke, tayto cheese and onion Belfast bap, and as many packets of cola flavoured frosties you can stick in your pocket.
Choose being the oldest cousin so you tried everything first and always got caught
Choose going to La Salle school and your form teacher telling your ma that you really got up his nose and annoyed the fuck out of him for no real reason…choose me thinking I was great getting a letter of apology from my form teacher and the head brother.
Choose losing your mate at 16 and being afraid to try anything ever again. Choose discovering lots more mates and then trying lots more new things.
Choose falling in love with the girl next door Pauline Ferris who turned out to be a goth, choose falling out of love fairly quickly…..
Choose always being up for a bit of craic and always getting in trouble for it, I’m still choosing the craic and dealing with the trouble
Choose a ¼ bottle of vodka as your first carryout and not spotting the signs of gaydom
Choose thinking you wanted to look like your mates only to discover in later years that you probably really fancied them.
Choose your mum selling the shop and you losing about 3 stone…..no longer being able to do the huckle buckle shuffle from the goonies
Choose spending the next number of years trying to discover a new party piece only to discover you already had it. i.e. I never shut up at parties and can talk for ever
Choose being at parties and discovering people who can talk as much as you, choose being scared
Choose being your grannys blue eye and always being able to tap £20 of her for a night out. Choose realising £20 wouldn’t get you a night out in the cinema any more.
Choose having the same hairstyle for all your teenage years, choose finding a friend whos a hairdresser and puts you on the straight and narrow.
Choose playing oscar in Bugsy Malone and thinking it was amazing, choose learning every line from dirty dancing and still not realising your lived in gayville.
Choose working in a bookies and having to learn how to fight and clean up other peoples piss after a days drinking and losing their weeks wages, choose throwing them out all for £99 a week and thinking you were loaded.
Choose earning your own money and not having to wear white and navy Kappa tracksuits anymore. Aint that right Gemma!!
Choose drinking and partying all weekend then having no hangovers
Choose learning that hangovers come with age and not being able to do it anymore. Choose living in an area where everyone knew you as the guy who drives the luminous green car – choose not being able to do a thing without everyone knowing
Choose losing your license for mooning at a driving instructor, choose deciding never to lose it again.
Choose kissing a man you work with, Choose shock… then choosing to take a week of work and not speak to anyone. Choose your first gay love, choose thinking Jerry Springer was a fake only to discover you could be a guest……………….
choose being heartbroken and thinking your life was over.
Choose having fantastic friends who are always there no matter what. Choose them all. Choose evaluating your life in a far away land… choose coming home and loving it.
Choose travelling to TORONTO...and it being ur second home...along with Sydney and Boston
Choose ur dad sending for the nuns when he discovered you were gay and the nuns telling him its like having a disabled child, choose you not being happy with your dad or the nuns!!!
Choose making up with him and thanking the almighty god, as he died not long after. Choose life is too short for arguments and that to sort them before bed time.
Choose having an amazing nephews and god children...
Choose deciding to go to uni part time only to realise its all over too quickly
Choose to have the best mother ever who accept ya for u...even if ya are a wee bit wing dinged... blocked and phoning her from parties and making her chat to everyone...lol
CHOOSE TO BE LOVED BY A FEW RATHER THAN LIKED BY MANY....
Choose to LEARN from ur MISTAKES......
CHOOSE LIFE....CHOOSE LOVE....CHOOSE HAPPINESS....
CHOOSE MICHAEL xx
Choose earning your own money and not having to wear white and navy Kappa tracksuits anymore. Aint that right Gemma!!
Choose drinking and partying all weekend then having no hangovers
Choose learning that hangovers come with age and not being able to do it anymore. Choose living in an area where everyone knew you as the guy who drives the luminous green car – choose not being able to do a thing without everyone knowing
Choose losing your license for mooning at a driving instructor, choose deciding never to lose it again.
Choose kissing a man you work with, Choose shock… then choosing to take a week of work and not speak to anyone. Choose your first gay love, choose thinking Jerry Springer was a fake only to discover you could be a guest……………….
choose being heartbroken and thinking your life was over.
Choose having fantastic friends who are always there no matter what. Choose them all. Choose evaluating your life in a far away land… choose coming home and loving it.
Choose travelling to TORONTO...and it being ur second home...along with Sydney and Boston
Choose ur dad sending for the nuns when he discovered you were gay and the nuns telling him its like having a disabled child, choose you not being happy with your dad or the nuns!!!
Choose making up with him and thanking the almighty god, as he died not long after. Choose life is too short for arguments and that to sort them before bed time.
Choose having an amazing nephews and god children...
Choose deciding to go to uni part time only to realise its all over too quickly
Choose to have the best mother ever who accept ya for u...even if ya are a wee bit wing dinged... blocked and phoning her from parties and making her chat to everyone...lol
CHOOSE TO BE LOVED BY A FEW RATHER THAN LIKED BY MANY....
Choose to LEARN from ur MISTAKES......
CHOOSE LIFE....CHOOSE LOVE....CHOOSE HAPPINESS....
CHOOSE MICHAEL xx
2 comments:
Choose finding your blog early enough to be able to read all the posts and decide I like your attitude toward life (and redundancy and lists and plans) enough to follow you and link you on my blog. I'm not much for making lists and plans, much less for following them day to day, and I'm retired (superannuated?) so in no danger of redundancy, but, as I say, I like your attitude.
Thanks Naturgesetz, thanks for choosing to follow my blog! The lists only came with not having to go to work - I wouldn't be that hung up on them if I was out working everyday. When I retire, i ain't going to have any lists. I'm just going to have fun (health permitting).
As for my attitude towards life I don't know were it has come from but i was once told by an old lady " I was an old soul" maybe that's got something to do with it.
I'm off to check out your blog now, thanks for taking the time to read mine
M
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