Straight from the Desk of a Gay Woman

“Hey dude”, he exclaimed aloud, as he patted me on my back. I observed this was something he did with the other blokes around. I nearly fell with the force of his pat. I was not used to being hit on my back by men (or by anyone for that matter. Women hug we don’t...

I Did Not Fit In

I hated “fitting rooms” for years  (apart from hating to shop unlike most women). Nothing would fit me. I had reached a stage in 2012, even a size 20 (yes, SIZE 20) would be a tight fit.  I felt miserable. I felt disappointed, I shouted at my...

Not so Sweet; Mr Whippy

Guest Blog by  www.nicolafenton.com I just had to post this photo of Mr Whippy. I heard the familiar jingle as I was walking through the park on a warm spring evening. Instantly I was taken back to my childhood when we used to love the sound of Mr Whippy on a hot...