Paying for some goods in a local store here in London, I took out my wallet. It contains a photo of my beloved, taken (sorry, Scottish) in Tarntawan not long ago. Somehow, the elderly sales assistant caught a glimpse of it.
" Oh, what a handsome young man," she said. I smiled; how reassuring that she should be so supportive of an interracial and inter-generational gay relationship .And quite a compliment to a guy who's now thirty-five.
"Yes," she continued, " He's very nice. I've got two grandsons of my own, you know."
Thanks for the post and the smile it gave me.
Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one, and they all stink.