So I went to my first Pride yesterday

Found out at the last minute that my sis, her man and her fag-hagee (i.e. she's his fag-hag - not that he's some kind of weird alien) were going to Newcastle Pride and invited myself along as I've never been and it's something you've got to do at least ONCE in your life, right?

( 'Do you feel proud yet?' 'how about now?' *Cue TH being thumped for being annoying* )

TL:DR - Not enough geeky stuff. But the cider and the music and the juggling things to play with and sitting in the sunshine were good.

And I went to Spamalot on Friday night. Marcus Brigstocke scat singing. Nothing will EVER be the same again.