uncategorized

This coming Saturday I shall not be going to Big Gay Out – the park bit of the festival formerly known as Gay Pride, now removed from it and running on a separate weekend.

Instead, I will be meeting Dr B.'s family for the first time. We are spending all day tomorrow on the scariest rides at Alton Towers (sans parents), and the rest of the weekend at the inlaws' house (cum eBay warehouse) in rural Staffordshire.

I am looking very much forward to consume vast quantities of junk food, to scream and curse with fright, and possibly end up throwing up in a bag.

(And Alton Towers shouldn't be too bad either).

Seriously, the inlaws sound like decent folks, I am sure everything is going to be alright.

One year ago Dr B. was not even out to his parents – today he is doing the Biggest, Gayest, most Out thing in his life so far.

However, should he suddenly change his mind half-way through, can anyone recommend a cheap and cheerful B&B between Derby and Birmingham?