You Don't Live Like I Do

Vaguely Romantic

Mon, 16 Feb 2026 00:26:32 GMT

It's been a busy weekend, full of chores and errands, but for a while on Saturday night I was spending time with all three of my partners, chatting and sharing food. It wasn't an intentional Valentine's Day thing, but it was sweet nonetheless. And it's always good to be reminded of what awesome people I share love with.

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Hospital Date

Sat, 30 Aug 2025 00:24:55 GMT

Despite being a four-day week in the UK after a public holiday on Monday, it's felt like a long one. cosmolinguist didn't have any firm plans for this evening but I was thinking about going to a local foodie market, and he was thinking about going down the pub.

My girlfriend has been back in hospital and was told she'd be discharged about 5pm with a bunch of equipment, so I went to fetch her and took E along to help carry stuff. Hours ticked by with no discharge letter and no medication, and by 7 we were getting hungry. So we went out to dinner at Wok and Roll, a basic looking but tasty Chinese place near the hospital, where I had a gorgeous minced pork and aubergine casserole. After that we went to Big Hands next door so I could show the covered roof terrace to E. So we ended up having dinner and a drink together after all. Not quite what we had planned, but it was still lovely!

There was more hospital faffing after that, but it was still nice to spend some time together.

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Best Friday

Wed, 03 Apr 2024 20:23:57 GMT

Five years ago, on Good Friday, cosmolinguist and I went out to meet up with a friend for drinks. We missed him, but stayed out in town together, hopping from pub to pub, getting less and less sober. By the end of it, somehow, we were dating (again?) We've celebrated on Good Friday rather than the specific date. Partly because we're guaranteed a day off work at the start of a long weekend, partly because the idea of it being a moveable feast matches the slightly nebulous shift from friends to lovers. That day five years ago, people actually asked us how long we'd been together, and most answers between "about a decade" and "about twenty minutes actually" seemed to have some level of validity.

This year, as is our tradition, we went into town and bar-hopped again. Different bars this time, selected by available outdoor seating during the pandemic. But Manchester has plenty of variety, and we went to places both new (Fierce Beer) and old (Bar Fringe, where I was drinking as a student). I got drunker than I expected, but in a fun way rather than an alarming one, and I enjoyed feeling a bit hung over on Saturday.

On Saturday, we met up with some people from Discord for "craft and coffee". It was a gloriously sunny day and we sat outside a café-bar at the University, chatting with people. E knitted, and I started to teach myself cross-stitch, using an adorable and very queer unicorn pattern I'd picked up at Fred Aldous. The most difficult part of it was untangling the provided six-strand thread, and re-tangling it into three-strand thread! It was a really nice sociable occasion, and the fried breakfast really helped my hangover. More of that sort of thing!

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