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    Rab's World!

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    'Always treat alcohol with respect, otherwise it sneaks into your room in the night, beats you up and leaves you with a headache and bruises you can't explain!'
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    A Day Between Us!

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    I am a great believer in fate as readers to 'Roaming Brit' know. As a Chirologist, who has studied hands for many years I am aware of influence lines that meander across the surface of the palm. I have come into contact with an eclectic mix of people over the years, whose reference points clearly show on my hands. As human beings, we come across many different characters during our lifetime, some of which remain friends, others not!
    A few weeks ago I was chatting to a colleague at Tesco and discovered we were exactly the same age, born a day a part in the same hospital in 1971. In all likelihood our Mothers probably chatted at some point. Back then my Mother was in the maternity unit for sometime after my birth. I was a rather sickly child and my Mum was a type I Diabetic, making it necessary for her to stay in the unit longer than most.

    I have been away from the place of my birth for a long time and it has been great reconnecting with those who live here. I was delighted to meet someone with whom I have a connection, however loose that association is. I am quite a spiritual person and have always believed we meet people for a reason. As usual my mind works independently, overthinking and reading more into events than  have actually occurred. I have however been right on many occasions, maybe this time I am too.
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    Lighthearted Entertainment!

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    Everyone at Cancer Research had a pretty fun filled day yesterday. Having worked for other charities in the past, I am amazed by the camaraderie at play in this Portsmouth City centre shop. The esprit de corps at Cancer Research is not something I have experienced before. Don't get me wrong, I have worked with some wonderful people in the past, especially at Oxfam in Southampton, but there was always a barrier to achieving our goals. The Management structure here wasn't conducive to making money for good causes. Each senior Manager had their own agenda, and 'Making Poverty History,' took a back seat.

    The lighthearted inclusive approach adopted by Cancer Research is refreshing and I am glad to be a part of such a well meaning, hard working group of people. It may well be a cliche, but I really do feel part of a family, each of us doing our best to help each other and the cause we champion!


    Mondays wouldn't be the same without volunteering and volunteering wouldn't be the same without Cancer Research!
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    Making Time!

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    I made some time for family last night, a chat long overdue. Getting stuff off my mind, another point of view.

    Testing times call for guidance, from those who are cordial, those whose advice matters, those who are amiable!

    My clan are important especially today, as indisposition becomes the focus, beguiling dismay.
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    Curiosity!

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    I have never met such an eclectic bunch of characters, yet people think I am the distinctive one. I am of course referring to the locals who frequent the pub where I work. Last night I had another riotous, rip-roaring and  stimulating evening in the company of the patrons of the Newcome Arms. I refer to them as patrons, but after working for this neighbourhood bar for six months, they have all become friends to differing degrees and I always look forward to working on a Wednesday and Saturday night! These are the evenings that give me escape from my problems and for just a few hours I can decamp into a World I know very little about. I am unfamiliar with the lives of those who live in and around Newcome Road, just as they know very little about me, my past and current set of circumstances. Nevertheless gradually, over the weeks I have become a regular fixture behind the bar, each of us becoming closer acquainted, than we were the week before.

    When I started on my journey of discovery, working at the Newcome, no one who works or visits this back street pub new about my life or indeed my sexuality, I kept myself very much to myself and got on with my job. To be honest, these first few months felt awkward and I wasn't enjoying my time there. Gradually over the intervening weeks the locals became aware of my sexuality and although difficult at first, this quickly changed; it has actually become the topic of conversation, not in a derogatory way, but more of a curiosity that people have about sexuality in general. It is natural for people to be curious about others, so I have taken it in my stride and am enjoying the banter that surrounds my actually quite boring and mundane life.

    People wrongly assume, that because one is gay, there is a secret, gregarious and colourful life behind a very ordinary facade, well nothing could be further from the truth. I am Married, in a long term relationship of twenty three years and lead a relatively normal existence, apart from my current set of rather complicated circumstances of course. However people like to ask questions and voice their opinions, about subjects close to my heart.

    I have also led a rather interesting life, having lived in Australia and Spain and moved around the UK frequently, meeting new and wonderful people. I have done many of the things my parents generation wouldn't dream of undertaking, choosing a difficult path at times, but I have always remained true to who I am. The least scintillating aspect of my being is my sexuality, it is just a small part of who I am, yet it is the first and last part of my personality that people want to know about. That has always struck me as strange, but I do understand why.

    The friends I have made at the Newcome Arms have led very divergent lives to the one I have experienced. Many of them have lived in this City since they were born and have used the pub I now work in for as long as they can remember. They have forged their way, struggled to make ends meet, married and had children, also following in their footsteps today. In many respects I would have preferred their peregrinations, but their vulnerabilities, successes and journeys are very different to mine and that's what makes them curious.

    They ask questions, want to know answers and understand just what makes me who I am, just as I desire to understand them; 'straight' people have always been a mystery to me after all! For many I am the first gay man they have ever met and that scares them. Do I want to get them into bed? Do I want to turn them gay? Is homosexuality catching? I jest with the last one of course. However human beings are naturally inquisitive and I am a natural diva who doesn't mind being on display and the object of others fascination. 

    I enjoy being in the company of heterosexual people; as a microcosm of the community in which we all live, the customers and I tend to get on and respect each others boundaries; for that reason I am enjoying my shifts at the pub. The conversations we have don't only reflect sexuality, but also many taboo or rarely talked about subjects, from gender issues, politics, sex and of course general gossip about this person or that, not dissimilar to topics I would talk about in gay clubs and pubs in the past.

    Relaxed and content conversing with people I would not otherwise have met is contagious, I am  comfortable with who I am and despite our obvious differences, I am glad to be surrounded by some truly remarkable personalities, all of whom have a story to tell. Discussion about my life will gradually wain and wither, as curiosity turns to acceptance. At the moment it is just part of a process of getting to know each other, so for now I am delighted to flirt with the banter that surrounds my persona, play up when required and act on a cliche when necessary. When you work behind a bar, you are on public display and have to accept your role, a role that changes from person to person. Projecting a sense of ones true self, however small and well directed is all part of growing and evolving, allowing others to see the real unguarded, unabridged ultimate self. The final draft is still being written, the outcome uncertain, the plot ever changing, final words left unspoken, adapting to the changing mood!
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    Correlation and Vulnerability!

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    Welcome to my second blog entry and as always thanks for reading.
     
    It has certainly been an interesting and busy week. I had a GP appointment on Monday to speak about my mental health issues and that went pretty OK – I know that I have a long road ahead and it is not going to be easy or a quick fix. I have acknowledged that many of the things I need to do or change are not going to happen overnight and that it is going to be one step at a time.

    In many ways it mirrors the approach that I am taking with my training for the Richmond Ultra and how I will need to approach the event itself.

    I know I need to put the training in and there are going to be times when I am just not in the mood to do it but I know that consistency is key – usually when I am in that frame of mind and I get out of the door once I get going I am fine. I know that every run I do is not going to be perfect and I am going to have some sessions where I wonder why I bothered at all.

    There is a correlation here with my mental issues at the moment – there are certainly going to be days when I just can’t face doing certain things or being around people or there are going to be days when I just wonder why I am even bothering at all – however it is all part of the same journey really.

    I know what the end goals are and it is good to have them in mind but I try not to focus on them all the time, instead I am concentrating on all the steps needed to get to there.

    I have started a little mantra when I am out running to help me focus – ‘one step, another step, then another step’ – with each step forward I feel I am getting closer to my goals.

    As I said in my previous blog entry I am target/goal driven and this week I have set myself some small goals to achieve – I need to eat more healthily for starters. Training for an ultra is not going to be easy and a belly full of beer and a chicken biryani every night just doesn’t work for me. So I have started being a bit more disciplined with my diet – again one small step.

    I’m a creature of habit a lot of the time and have started to ask whether this is more to do with me not wanting to remove myself from my comfort zone. It got me thinking and I came to the conclusion that if I feel I am out of my comfort zone there is a certain level of vulnerability associated with that and with vulnerability comes uncertainty and risk.

    By training for an ultra I am certainly well out of my comfort zone and there is a huge amount of uncertainty and risk involved – have I bitten off more than I can chew? Maybe but I will only find out on the day of the Richmond Ultra.

    What happens if I get injured and the setbacks involved? I may get injured or I may not – if I plan my training correctly than I minimise the risk of that happening and if I realise my limitations and don’t over-train then that risk minimises further.

    What happens if I lose motivation? That may well happen but I need to look at it as small steps all the time – every step is a step closer to reaching the end target.
    I need to acknowledge that there are going to be setbacks on this journey and those setbacks will be taking me out of my comfort zone and present levels of vulnerability but I need to tackle them one step at a time.

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