Remember be yourself and have a Fab Gay Time doing it.

       From an early age campness has been my companion and with that I have always been a controversial figure. I can remember mincing down the road at the tender age of 7 and being told to walk straight and looked at very oddly by family members when asked what music I liked and my reply would be Musicals and my favourite singer was Barbra Streisand. ( I would die to wear one of her dresses). It did not matter how hard everyone tried to butch me up and believe me they tried, the real person always shone through. My early childhood was Fab with only girls around to play with, making perfume out of rose petals, dressing up and putting on make up was an everyday occurrence.
       The best example of campness came at the age of 10, myself and my girl friends (I even had Fag Hags then) wrote to "Jim'll Fix It" All I wanted to do was wear one of Danny La Rue's wigs. You can imagine the storm that would have caused at the BBC if that would have been allowed on prime time television on a Saturday night in the 70's.

The Great Danny La Rue

      Weird really as when I became an adult I have only dressed in drag 3 times. Well, once you dress as Dame Shirley Bassey in front of the Queen of England and Prince Edward you know everything else will be boring. (Plus I came 3rd in that fancy dress party which was Fab as I had a big crush on Prince Edward at the time so it was an honour to be judged by both of them)  
      Growing in up in Truro in the 70's and early 80's and being very different was extremely difficult and then to move to a secondary school where on a daily basis to be beaten up, bullied, teased by your peers, because I was different from all the other boy's. I never allowed anyone to see how much it hurt or let anyone see me cry. Knowing if they saw any emotion they would have won.
      Getting beaten up daily I got used to and always the last kick was from one of the most popular boy in the school. Once he had given his blow (no pun intended) and no one was looking he would wink at me and whisper " Same place normal time" and I would know that meant  8pm in the lane where he would get his rocks off and I would get what I needed. He was the first but not the last. Oh if I was nasty I could now have a field day naming and shaming but that would not solve anything.
       It was not until my Mother and Father sent me to a private school things started to change.  During a Christmas Disco and the last dance started up, everyone else paired up and started slow dancing I cracked and tears flowed from my eyes like never before. The Headmaster led me to the library and proceeded to tell me that everyone in the school including the teachers knew I was Gay and it did not matter, so after the Christmas break he wanted me to return to school with my head held high and I have never looked back. I allowed the real me to come out.
      Funny really one boy that hated me so much and would bully, tease, beat me, in school and out I have now been told that he is as Gay as Gay could be. So now when confronted by homophobic's, the one's that are so anti Gay they cannot even mention the word Gay without their ugly face's distorting, I look on with suspicion knowing that maybe at night when their wive's and children have gone to bed they are down on the computer getting their rocks off and they are not looking at straight porn sites.
     Why am I telling you all this ? Well, two reasons really, first of all I have been thinking a lot since starting these blogs pondering on what am I going to write next and have been thinking about the events that have shaped my life. I would like people to try and understand me a just little better.  Secondly as I stare out of this apartment it's pissing it down outside, nothing on the television and Guernsey shuts down on a Sunday which is starting to bug the tits off me but that's for another blog. So I am enjoying looking back and remembering the good time's and the bad which I promise there will be lots more of.
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                Remember be yourself, and have a Fab Gay Time doing it. x