London Pride: what a blast

Despite attending London Pride countless times since I moved here 18 years ago, yesterday saw me marching in the parade for the very first time. And reader, it was the most fun I’ve had in forever!

I was marching as part of the British Gas contingent, which is the parent company of where @TheFrankFlyer works. Such a friendly gang – I was welcomed as one of the team from the get go. We met over at their office to prep, then walked to the starting point near Great Portland Street to assemble and get ready. With a quick stop off at a local Tesco to gather much needed supplies: beers and water. It was 30C and sunny for most of the day, so it was imperative to stay hydrated. And I can tell you that Goose Island IPA works a treat in that department! We marched the full length of the parade, accompanied by a drum ensemble and a British Gas van full of goodies to hand out to the crowds. Honestly, there’s something magical about walking a parade route and seeing nothing but smiling and cheering people look at you. Is this what it’s like to be famous? 😜Anyway, after about three hours of walking, dancing and waving my rainbow-coloured accessories, we made it to the end of the route. And were then taken for some free drinks and a much-needed sit down. We made some new friends – the cutest couple of girls you can imagine – and brought them with us to Soho for some Pride-to-the-Max fun. But only after a pit-stop at Five Guys four some restorative burgers. Old Compton Street was an indescribable sea of glitter, beards, chests and speedos. I honestly don’t remember it being so busy and so wild. After a little queuing, we made it into a venue, where (and, I’ll be honest, I didn’t need much encouragement) I ended up dancing on the box and waving my rainbow-coloured fan like a pro. At least, that’s what I imagined in my mind. In truth, I was a hot, sweaty mess. But it was so much fun!@TheFrankFlyer and I left early enough to catch public transport home, which was covered in glitter, face paint and good natured fun. I once again slept on the couch, to escape the heat. With the balcony door fully open, a fan pointed at me and absolutely no covers on me, I managed to get a lot more sleep and woke up feeling great! Despite the late night, beers and over 20,000 steps of walking-slash-dancing.

  1. Sounds like a fabulous time, indeed!

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  2. Good for you! Being the “center” of all the attention at least took your mind off of being in the heat! Terrific photos! Naked hugs!

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