When I started this blog up, it was partly as an aide memoire, so that i can remember all the boys i've touched.
If this is the case... why was I re-reading it today, and came across reference to a man called Dieter.
I would appear to have been having boy touching with him. I cannot remember him. At all.
Did some head scratching. Some deep searching. And discovered reference to him elsewhere. German Fashion Designer. It all comes dripping back to me. Mad as angel cake, coked off his head, stupidly pretty, weirdly paranoid. Slapped his own buttocks during sex. Seven different moisturisers in the bathroom.
What a relief it is to have remembered him. Wouldn't want them fading away into the distance.