THE UNDATEABLE GAY | Goes to the Taj Mahal
“They ripped open my man bag and pulled out my Gay Times magazine” As you have probably guessed by the fact I’m writing part three of my Indian adventures, Tullene […]
“They ripped open my man bag and pulled out my Gay Times magazine” As you have probably guessed by the fact I’m writing part three of my Indian adventures, Tullene […]
Last time on The Undateable Gay: In case anyone has forgotten, I was just about to be scalped by this Hijra woman who thought we were taking the piss. And […]
PART ONE I remember exactly where I was when my best friend, Tullene phoned me and told me she wanted me to accompany her to India. I was happily minding […]
My hair is hanging on by a root. Pun intended. The fate of my hair follicles were unfortunately decided as soon as my mum chose my dad to procreate. And […]
To quote a best friend: “You must be the unluckiest person I know when it comes to love and men.” I wouldn’t disagree with her, nor would the rest of […]
COLUMN | The Undateable Gay Now, I’m not talking a man/dating detox. Oh god, no. I couldn’t do that. It’d be like depriving Dot Cotton of her cigarettes. No, I’m […]
SPA a thought for me… As my quest for Mr right continues, I’m keeping an open mind when it comes to ways of discovering just where the bloody hell he […]
I’m writing this column at the risk of being called a shallow, vain poof. I’m even scared that people may start hurling rotten potatoes at me in the street. But […]
So, I’m laying in bed the morning after the night before. In case your memory needs jogging, the night before was when Houdini, AKA Michael twat bag wank piece, vanished […]
My god, I’ve had another flashback. This time to my university days, way back in 2007. Having all these flashbacks to unsuccessful dates is making me feel self-conscious. I’ve been […]
He looked like Roy Cropper it was never going to work out. I’ve had a flashback to a date I went on when I was just a young whippersnapper of […]