Monday, 29 January 2007


Well, no wonder that the stocky fella, called Andrew (I thought), behind the bar in Churchills, seemed to display a slight femininity about himself!
Thinking that he was, quite obviously, one of the tribe, I made my play for him, only to discover that he's actually a woman!

How embarrasing!!!

And I have a sneaking suspicion that the 'friends' who were there with me, had cottoned on to that fact a while before I did. Very funny, indeed!

I think I'll just stick to Birchington from now on, where men are men, women are women and the only thing that you're likely to find in-between them would be the occasional condom.


Lucy Mail said...

I assume that you're talking about their entertainment manager / welcoming bouncer, Andrea?
Personally, I think she's lovely and if I were just half the bean-flicker that people keep assuming I am, I certainly would!!!

Anne Drogynes (Ms) said...

Justin, are you sure that it wasn't just the reverse of your belief that inside every straight guy there is an altogether gayer person just dying to pop out(or in)?