101 things

I know I love my boyfriend but getting the Police to seal off my street so he couldn't leave me this morning was somewhat extreme by anyone's standards admittedly. Fortunately I'm not that mentally deranged, I mean I miss him when he's gone but I know he'll be back - although not tonight; besides that major annoyance called work intervened for the both of us.

So we both woke up this morning, showered, had a quick breakfast, a final snog (what do you expect? A good-bye kiss turned into a bit of session that's all! It set me up for the day and put a spring in my step and in my pants!) and headed for the door. My baby went out first to put his gear in the car, a few seconds later he called me to come take a look outside. I went out onto the street to find it completely sealed off at both ends by the Police, barrier tape, Police Officers and Police vehicles blocked any route out. We both kind of stood there, open mouthed and in silence; my instinct was to look around to see if there was a madman lurking with a automatic machine gun in the vicinity - there wasn't, but you never know! I mean that's why Police seal off roads for that kind of stuff, right? Meanwhile my baby was thinking normal thoughts like how was he going to get his car out of the street and get to work; which makes me look like a drama queen (no comments required!) We both wondered what we'd slept through during the night, it was obvious something serious had gone on and we didn't hear a thing. My boyfriend then began thinking what he could tell work if he had to phone up and tell them he wasn't coming - I'm sorry I can't make it into work this morning, I spent last night at my boyfriends and his street is sealed off by the Police and I can't get out - although the truth it sounds so lame. But isn't it weird the kind of stuff that whizzes through your head when you're faced with something unexpected?

After a couple of minutes of standing there, looking around and thinking what to do I walked to the end of my street and asked the Police Officer stood there if we could get out to go to work. He asked if I was in a car, to which I replied without thinking, no but my boyfriend is and he started smiling - oh gosh I thought he now knows I'm gay. I was waiting for the stupid remark, to be pepper sprayed or be placed in handcuffs (wishful thinking) but nothing followed, in fact he was real sweet; he told me my boyfriend mustn't be very nice if he made me walk whilst he took the car. I corrected him and told him how wonderful my boyfriend is, but I guess he didn't want to here that and we didn't have the time anyway to continue the impromptu chat about the benefits of a loving gay relationship. Anyway he said we could both leave for work so I returned to my baby, told him we were good to go and the crazy conversation I'd just had with the Police Officer. I thought about that conversation later on; it was just bizarre - I'd never thought I'd see the day when I'm stood in the street talking to a Police Officer about my boyfriend, it was like I was talking to a friend or something; just talking without thinking. If nothing else it's something to cross of my 101 things to do before I die!

The rest of my day was spent trying to find out what had gone on - it transpired a guy had been assaulted, stabbed and received life threatening head injuries at the junction of my street and the main road just after midnight. But if that wasn't horrendous enough I returned home from work this evening to find my street still sealed off and the Police turning over the house a couple of doors down from me. I maybe wrong but putting two and two together, well who knows? Innocent until proven guilty............

Shortly afterwards I found CID on my doorstep asking to come in and ask me a few questions. Did you hear or see anything last night? Have you any CCTV? Do you live alone in the property? Did you have any company last night? No prizes for guessing who's getting a call from Stockport CID shortly? I phoned my baby up straight after and told him to expect a visit but it's a good job were both openly gay isn't it? I mean to be outed by Stockport Police would be just so not cool.