Back in around 2004 I met a young gentleman who was working in My Life for Happiness bar in Boystown. My first visit to Thailand had been in 1998, so I had seen and heard a lot, but I still fell in love. Took it slowly, in 2005 I flew him over to stay with me in London for a month, and he seemed to enjoy it. In 2006 I brought him over and we celebrated our Civil Partnership in the Registry Office at Chelsea Town Hall, and my friends threw a party for us. That was in December, and then in August 2007 he told me he was missing Thailand and his family and he was leaving. I paid for his flight back to Thailand, drove him to the airport and waved goodbye, with a broken heart. Me friends threw a bigger party after he left! His parting gift was to tell me he had HIV and I should get tested, and yes that was his gift, though my fault for taking the risk of letting him have unprotected sex. Love makes us do stupid things.