Hey, summer. It’s nice to see you. A big ‘yay’ to the appearance of that elusive orange thing in the sky and with it a welcome tsunami of sporting treats for us to get our glut on – Wimbledon, Tour de France,...
Read MoreFeminism. Only recently have I become aware of the sheer terror this word can inflict on people. I hadn’t realised that declaring oneself as a feminist is akin to an ‘outing’ experience. Once, I caused a man’s face to...
Read MoreRegular readers will know that I’ve wittered on loads about how Queer As Folk sparked my desire to move Manchester, the land of the gays. But I haven’t watched it again since its initial transmission 16 years ago. So when...
Read MoreI’m now going to pretend to know vaguely what I’m talking about regarding professional sport. While to call myself a sports fan would be a gigglefest, you’d have to be living under a bush not to be aware that a percentage...
Read MoreThere isn’t a massive amount out there that I relate to lezzy-wise. Lesbian shiz is kinda elusive. In terms of visibility, well, we just ain’t that visible. It’s slowly changing yes – we’ll get a cheeky whiffage of lesbian...
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