With the longer days and less rainy weekends (in the UK at least) it’s obvious that summer’s on the way.
It’s time to whip out the sun cream and enjoy trips to beer gardens.
The Loch Ness monster, Big Foot and Lezzy-One-Night-Stands; not too tricky to spot the link there, they’re all the stuff of legend.
Yeah, we’ve all got that one mate who claims they have a friend whose sister knows someone that’s seen one…
But is it really possible…?
For quite some time now I’ve been contemplating the use of terms such as ‘gay’ in its colloquial sense and thinking about the repercussions this has on our community.
I’m always listening out for it in music and film, as I feel it’s a good place to start when considering such language and its place within society.
While this blog has been a long time coming, in-keeping with Stonewall’s campaign this week drawing attention to the use of the term ‘gay’, it seemed the right time to talk about it…
Old friends often ask me if other people are gay.
I am not entirely sure why this is. Perhaps, as their only non-straight ex-class mate, I have become the authority on such things.
I often tell them I don’t know. Usually because I don’t, or because I feel protective over the privacy of my acquaintances.
Lately I’ve found myself wondering: why the interest in other people’s sexuality?