Nicola Six
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Entries by Nicola Six

My Favourite Waste of Time

(1) Comments | Posted 2 October 2014 | (00:00)

I think I managed a whole month and a half of avoiding him. Of course everyone I know was ecstatic and allowed me ample time to lick my wounds, although after a few weeks I grew tired of the mild but constant cringing. I tried thinking terribly empowering thoughts and...

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Two Become None

(0) Comments | Posted 7 August 2014 | (00:00)

I'm sitting by that pool again, with my long suffering best male friend Steve. Because when I feel the need to have a good moan I like there to be hot young waiters bearing martinis a mere arm's length away. The sun is going down but we are laying indulgently...

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The Towel of Truth

(0) Comments | Posted 17 June 2014 | (23:00)

I think it was when I handed two different men the same towel for their morning after shower that I realised that Houston, we might actually have a problem here. It's a rather lovely towel - a delicate shade of cream and very fluffy - from the White Company if...

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Full Circle

(0) Comments | Posted 10 May 2014 | (00:00)

I'm waiting for him in the usual place. I feel like I spend half my life at this precise spot, never quite sure whether he'll arrive by foot, on motorbike, scooter or 4x4. It's been so long now that I can sense when he's near, and whether there's time for...

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Even Better Than the Real Thing

(0) Comments | Posted 9 March 2014 | (23:00)

I totter out of the dank venue out on to the street without looking back. I head for the nearest main road and away from the annoying woman with the clipboard and the rictus grin. I'm careful not to look back as I know she'll ask me if I've had...

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The Invisible Woman

(0) Comments | Posted 5 February 2014 | (23:00)

I think it was the half hour of traipsing round an unsavoury part of town, looking for an unmarked door in the rain that made me realise tonight wasn't going to be the giddy fun I had hoped for. I finally locate the dank-looking venue and am whisked furtively inside....

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A New Contender

(2) Comments | Posted 26 December 2013 | (14:06)

The 4x4 glides round the corner and he flashes his head lights to let me know it's him. Like I don't know what his car looks like by now! He slows down and I catch sight of him leaning over to unlock the door. I attempt to hoist myself into...

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The Curious Incident of the Man on the Stairs

(1) Comments | Posted 23 October 2013 | (00:00)

I'm sitting outside at a friend's house party on a slightly soggy cushion. The damp sensation against my skin is unpleasant but I'm damned if I'm going to wear black opaques at what has been billed as the last party of the summer. I spot my friend's boyfriend wandering about...

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A Disastrous Date and a Blast From the Past

(2) Comments | Posted 1 August 2013 | (00:00)

In the least surprising news of the year, the 'avoiding Serge' plan is not going that well. When I confronted him about why he decided to leave me at the flat belonging to a man I'd only known for a few hours, in the middle of the night, he simply...

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Medication's What You Need

(1) Comments | Posted 6 June 2013 | (00:00)

There's nothing like a minor surgical procedure to make you realise who your real friends are. The generous pals offering to shop for me and ferry me about in their cars, yes, they count. Kay, who is famously allergic to my end of town, but still made the trip clutching...

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The Dangers of the Internet No.368

(0) Comments | Posted 18 April 2013 | (00:00)

The weather is finally, FINALLY on the turn and so it seems is my love life, although the outlook for the latter is not necessarily very sunny.

The Stuntman has hilariously (and predictably) not troubled himself to get in touch since his effusive offer of the free holiday we...

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Getting Away With It

(0) Comments | Posted 5 March 2013 | (23:00)

My best mate Steve is just back from a glam trip to LA and is filling me in on all the gossip as we nurse giant measures of Amaretto - for some reason that's a 'thing' with us. After a while he settles back and asks me what's been going...

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An Experiment In Monogamy

(1) Comments | Posted 16 January 2013 | (23:00)

I check my texts as I exit the tube and there's already a message there. "Pick you up in five minutes, usual place."

My stomach does a little flip and I stride forth with renewed purpose, pausing only to rummage in my bag for any of the ten lipglosses that...

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Dropping the Wife Bomb

(0) Comments | Posted 11 December 2012 | (23:00)

So much has happened lately I don't really know where to start. I've almost been sliced clean in two by a falling window pane, I've been threatened by a lesbian who thought I was hitting on her girlfriend and I've been effectively kidnapped, twice. I've also spent an extremely educational...

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The U-Turn

(0) Comments | Posted 22 October 2012 | (00:00)

I'm having dinner with my gay friend Joe, who used to live in London but has since returned to his native Yorkshire. We're in one of those terrible 'show after the show' faded restaurants in the less-than-glittering West End - not my choice - and I'm picking at a plate...

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A Toilet Trauma and Some Soho Therapy

(1) Comments | Posted 6 September 2012 | (00:00)

A couple of years ago when I was last in a 'proper' relationship I had therapy once a week and cried every day. The therapy didn't really help: I soon realised that I could never fully open up to a man wearing Jesus sandals. My ex cajoled me into it,...

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A Lover Spurned

(2) Comments | Posted 4 August 2012 | (00:00)

He didn't turn up. But you knew that. Even I knew it really. I haven't heard from him for weeks now so I'm officially relegating him to the man bin. Of all my 'suitors' he's the one that fades quickest from my mind so I can't really say I'm mourning...

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Rooftop Rampage

(2) Comments | Posted 6 July 2012 | (00:00)

My so-called love life continues to limp along like one of those unfortunate mutilated pigeons that hobble around Trafalgar Square looking for old fag butts to nibble.

A confession: The Beau is back on my radar if not yet in my bed. I still haven't actually seen him face-to-face since...

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A Risky Strategy

(1) Comments | Posted 3 May 2012 | (00:00)

After having such a nice time with the stuntman after the gallery, I decided to get all proactive on his ass, and ask him out. But for more than just a few drinks. A friend of mine owns a bijoux little cottage on the optimistically-named English Riviera and asked me...

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The Wanderer Returns

(0) Comments | Posted 20 March 2012 | (23:00)

My friends rounded on me after a few drinks recently, as they often do - usually after I have recounted my latest social antics. This tale in particular involved a Monday evening that started innocently enough with copious pink Bollinger at a high-end jewellers and ended at the lower-than-low end...

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