In the rather tawdry world where some despotic Arab leaders are given free reign to do whatever they like to keep their subjects under the jackboot (not mentioning Saudi Arabia or Bahrain) whilst others are condemned for their actions (not mentioning Syria or Yemen)and yet others are facing barrages of high explosive western taxpayers money to unseat them (not mentioning Libya), a rather curious phenomenon has arisen. The lesbian blogger. Obviously in the heat of the Arabian spring it matters whether you are pole dancing or carpet munching. And carpet munching seems to be the thing. Except it isn't, because fabled lesbian Syrian blogger Armina Arraf is in fact a fat middle-American male. And it now transpires that the LezGetReal lesbian blog which posted 'Armina's' blogs was edited by another 'lesbian' called Paula Brooks who it now turns out is another fat middle-American male. This could just be dismissed as bizarre, if it wasn't for the influential nature of these sorts of things at the moment. In a world where it is often social media that is the first and best purveyor of breaking news, there is a real need for bloggers to have a sense of responsibility, and not just play their fantasies out in public. Not that I can think what is the motivation for pretending to be a Syrian lesbian online...I've searched high and low on the interweb for videos of Syrian lesbians, but they seem pretty few and far between.
I think I lost a day...I was supposed to be putting a daily picture throughout June, but there's a day missing I think....dang.
Yesterday was one of those days I just don't enjoy. The sort of day we all have when we do nothing other than chores and 'stuff'. It's a needs must kind of time, but yucky none the less. There were two highlights. The first was buying The Boy his first suit. That's a big step I think into the real world. He got the suit for two reasons...one he's allowed to wear a suit when he moves up to the sixth form, and the second is its school prom time in a couple of weeks. We trawled round every shop in Bluewater, before settling on a very nice one from Reiss. He looks a dish as ever (no bias there).
To perk ourselves up after accomplishing our mission we dived into Yo Sushi! Where we piled the dishes high. Sushi is a great treat and it's always fun grabbing the dish you fancy when the conveyor belt comes round.
