The Merry Men
The bona bijou City of Nottingham is packed with omi-polone and beancoves? I couldn’t believe my orbs! [BTW, apologies for the ropey Polari]
How gay our celtic cousins are, I’m not sure. Let’s think: the national dress that shows off manly legs, they’re nation of hardmen, like a good time and going out seems a national pastime. Nah…. 🙂 But what would I know, I’m only a bit Scots. (Ed: but which bit?)
Anyhoo – Gay Nottingham? I must confess it makes me feel a little bit cosmopolitan! I’d like to think that the good people of Nottingham (pronouned Not-ing-um) are fairly accepting. There’s the occasional whiff of bigotry, but then you get that everywhere. The city is packed with young folk mainly due to the two universities and possibly, that explains matters. I’m not a guru on gay life in Nottm, so please forgive my ignorance. I know there are a few clubs and bars in town, but we’re along way from Canal Street.
Still, if there’s a reasonably sized community, hopefully there’s a bit of a support network too. I know a young lad at one place I used to work really struggled coming to terms with it. Some of the things he said rang a few bells. Secrecy, wanting to conform and the ‘am I normal?’ bit too.
Oh and it’s NC tonight, so no doubt I’ll be pondering what to wear when I should be thinking about work. Hmmm…. maybe thigh boots, a stout pair of hose and a tunic 😀