Everybody loves a lesbian…

[almostwitty]

At least according to BBC Three’s new comedy puppet show…

Then again, this shouldn’t come as a complete surprise to me. When I was living in Cardiff and hanging out with Miss H (naturally, a lesbian), I’d end up chatting to an intelligent, attractive, funny and uninhibited woman, only to find out from Miss H that she was, indeed, a lesbian. Hell, one night I was chatting up a lady who seemed inordinately keen and interested in me – and somehow, Miss H managed to pull her instead.

Also, when I look back at some of the celebrity ladies I fancied – as much for their wit or personality as their curly hair – they turned out to be lesbians. Cynthia Nixon, Sue Perkins, Donan McPhail to name but three.

To this day, five years on, my Cardiff friends will often remind me of the fact that I used to share a house with a lesbian couple, and give saucy nudgy winks about what must have gone on in the house. Indeed, one of my Cardiff colleagues once gasped with amazement at the stuff said lesbians left behind when they moved out – ignoring the fact that being a lesbian doesn’t mean automatic entry into the cool and fantastic division of people. Nor does being anything else for that matter.

What is the fascination with girls kissing girls anyway?

Mirrored from almost witty.

Comments

[almostwitty]

My only defence is that it's not as if I go out seeking lesbians to befriend or anything, I'm just drawn towards hanging out with chatty attractive intelligent women. Who invariably turn out to be lesbians (shove_this_job being one of the fantastic exceptions). Which is fine - unless of course, you've spent most of the evening fancying said woman you're chatting to.

It could just be that heterosexual chatty attractive intelligent women don't necessarily engage with me in the same way that homosexual chatty attractive intelligent women do.

Case in point: I moved to Manchester, to an apartment complex. There was a welcoming BBQ in the complex - so I turned up. And got chatting to a splendid bunch of people, mostly female, mostly Doctor Who geeks who were drawn by my use of a Dalek bottle opener. The fact they turned out to be lesbians was rather secondary to the fact that these new strangers were good folk and potential future friends. Which, indeed, they are.