Nicholas Quirke was determined that he would resolve all his technical issues on 13th August and was headed into Brighton for Curry’s by 8.30. He handed over his PC and asked them to sort out why updates that took nearly 24 hours to complete kept failing, why he couldn’t transfer anything from his GO-Pro and why his downloaded photographs no longer went into a file in his documents. He also carried with him his mini I-pad which no longer worked and he could take into the Apple store. At 10.30 he found himself in Cafe Nero still waiting for the ‘KnowHow’ team to discover what was going on. He had during his wait in the store learned some very helpful facts about Bandwidth and speed and hoped that he might retain the useful information he had been given. The wait did give him time to reflect and review his week which had been a mix of highs, lows and mediocrity since he had attended the Pride Street party in the previous Sunday. He had marveled that the Council were happy to close of a whole streets and parts of Marine Parade to allow Dancing in the Street. It surely has to be the best Pride in the world. He was exhausted by strutting his stuff and was quite relieved that what had been a busy Monday, despite a 7am visit to Asda with his client, was due to some cancellations freed up and apart from signing up with another client in  Whitehawk and meeting with Cathy for a Tea at Al Campo he had plenty of time to recover from his weekend exertions. Tuesday included a morning of work followed by a photography session with Cole and  he happily posed for some head shots in front of a sheet hanging from the garage door. After walking into town to collect his replacement Moscot glamorous sunglasses from Frames in the Lanes. Nicholas had a Freevening Cinema Club screening of Spirit of The Beehive to look forward to, a film, he attributed his love of Foreign film to. after seeing it on BBC 2 Film International one night in the 70s. Wednesday’s Highlight, after a trip to Bramber Castle and a game, which he lost, of  Backgammon with Larayne, visiting his new client, a Podcast meeting with Penny was meeting up with his niece Megan at his Mothers where they enjoyed a game of Casino. More work on Thursday and a reunion with Bernie from Amex which took him into Friday which seemed full of cancellations and changes yet how he anticipated fitting in he was not sure as he spent the morning and lunch at his friend Joanna’s, where another project was discussed; he went out with Terry to the MetroDecco Tes rooms where he enjoyed a particularly nice Chinese Tea and Vegan Cake and then saw ‘The Heiress’ an intriguing compelling love story at the Duke of York’s.  Despite his sciatica playing up on Saturday, he attended as promised, Rita’s Garden Work Party where he engaged in heavy garden labour for nearly 2 hours. Nicholas was interested in the fact that it looked like a full and busy week yet his overriding impression was one of inertia, he had seemed to spend a lot of time lying on his bed with his reluctant laptop. This thought bought him firmly back into the present and he went back to Currys where they still hadn’t completed the work on his laptop. He was saved momentarily from the technological horror that seemed to haunt him by Rory, who joined him in another tea at Nero’s. Nicholas manged to take Rory to the train station, collect a parcel and purchase a shirt at GAP for £9.99 before finally getting his Laptop and going home. Ipad, GoPro and filing sill not solved but the wait and day had somehow exhausted him so it was more of ‘The Staircase’ and then bed.

 

Nicholas Quirke was happy to note that the temperature in Brighton on 4th August 2018 was 29C, a fact that would surprise and possibly even delight Kim. It was a source of concern to her when he was in Australia earlier in the year that Nicholas did not care or even think about temperatures. Big Changes! He had in fact noted that it had been rising all week and most of his activities had been completed in sultry hot perfect summer weather. Most mornings had been spent in the company of his client, cooking and cleaning and culminating on his final day with a drive to the Shepherd and Dog and a game of backgammon. He couldn’t quire reconcile that he was being paid to do this.The rest of his time was spent enjoying he company of family friends, meeting Rory at Marwoods, supper and ‘Lean on Pete’ with Harvey and Grace, tea with Terry in Hove, lunch with Sister and Mother on the Marina, tea and a mishap, and encouraged to spend money with Eileen, Afternoon tea with Cathy at Carluccios’ and meeting Rob Flay. He had arranged with Rory, after a supper in Purezo to see  a talk by the writer of a book, ‘Fighting Proud’. It was not what he had expected. He was looking forward to hearing about the personal trials of the men who had fought, but the book , the author was reading from and giving the talk it was more an account of notable Homosexuals during that time. Interesting, nonetheless. After spending the year not going to Pride, he was offered a ticket by his friend Tom and he was up bright and early on Friday to collect it. He had given up his Friday to help Peta move house from her central Brighton flat, leaving 17 years of memories in Buckingham Place, she was moving to Newhaven to a house with a spectacular view and lots of space. It was an exhausting day, the hottest of the year and after kindly being treated to dinner, for his efforts, at The Ark. he retired home. Saturday was Pride and he started the event by going down to Preston Circus to watch the parade and meet Bernie, and Campbell and Mark. He had a great time taking photographs and was introduced to some lovely people, Stuart, Katy and Neal whom he met up with again in the Park. He was intrigued to see that Britney’s security were seriously armed and was delighted by the rude gesture one of them made to him. It took nearly 30 minutes to get into the park. It was an enjoyable time and when it came to seeing Britney’s concert he managed to maneuver himself to an excellent spot near the front. during the wait he had a great time with the girls surrounding him who were all very flattering about his attire and accessories. Nicholas was not a fan of Britney Spears, but she won him over with her performance which was pretty spectacular. When he got home his neighbor was sitting on the stoop in a melancholy frame of mind as she had ended up missing out on the show. He attempted to cheer her up but she was in her cups so he took his exhausted tired feet to bed.

 

Nicholas Quirke was surprised, after weeks of uninterrupted sunshine, by how miserable the day of persistent rain made him feel on 29th July. Apart from a trip to the Garden Centre to buy a Chilli plant, a state of ennui descended upon him,  during which his only other interaction with a human being was a lively, excitable and short-lived conversation with Terry in Denver. The day was given to watching TV, stretching his piriformis muscle to trigger the release of his trapped nerve, and some minor attempts at house keeping. Starting his day at 7am on the 30th July, working for his client, gave him the brio he needed to snap out of his lethargy and make the most of his day. The fates however had a different plan for him. After tea and a joyous chat with his neighbour Anna in the Rotunda, he got down to some work on his laptop. Of course this was not as easy as he expected as for the 2nd day in a row an update started. Today, he waited for over 5 hours for it to run its course. He cooked, he cleaned, he took a bath, he read and just when he has decided to take a walk to Sunny Foods to get some organic junk food,it sprang into life and told him that the update hadn’t been successful and his original Widows was restored. In very purple prose he cursed the gods of technology and set off to the shop. Of course, he suspected a conspiracy; his way through the park was barred as the fences for Pride, at the approaching weekend, were already erected. He shopped and on his return engaged feverishly in work and managed to complete all his tasks, including scheduling an event for the Freevening Cinema Club, a screening of The Spirit of The Beehive, on the 7th, completing an application, writing several emails and organising his forthcoming diary. It was a strangely satisfied Nicholas who took to his bed that night.