John D Robinson writes

ONE WAY AND THEN ANOTHER

As we pulled up at the

cross-section, we both

looked left to see two

males, mid 30’s,

standing on the street

corner, embracing

and kissing

each other on the lips:

my wife started

laughing:

‘I know one of those

guys’ I said

‘Which one?’ she

asked:

‘The shorter one, he’s

the eldest son’s of

gypsy Henry’

‘He’s gay then?’ she

asked:

‘Not really’ I answered:

‘What do you mean?’

she said:

‘About a year ago he

was living with a

woman and they had a

baby girl: his partner

starts having an affair with

some guy, he finds out

all about this and he begins

having an affair with the

same fellow who's

cheating with his partner

and it all ended very

messy and complicated

but he told me one

time, that ‘I don’t think

of myself as heterosexual,

gay or bisexual, I’m

simply not fussy’.

Nari Asva -- Gabriel Grün