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So it was then, that aged eighteen, I left home comforts and did my own 'smalltown boy' thing, coming up to live and work in London, from Cornwall.   As…

Desire. What a strange and fickle creature this is! I possessed many t-shirts at one stage in the eighties, all purchased from a rather wonderful company in London's Covent Garden called…

By 1979, things were looking pretty bleak in regards to the expectation of any great political change of the laws that still restricted the lives of lesbians and gay men…

Some things, like the Centre, came and went but one thing that always seemed to manage to somehow pick up the pieces and regenerate itself each year was the Pride…

There are many bars that might honestly claim they hold a special affection in the heart of any ‘red blooded’ gay man who lived in the London in the ‘80´s…

Back then, in 1981, nobody used to venture far up the Essex Rd, unless you had to. It was on the route of the hop on, hop off 73, on…

For how long had it been like this? Sex and death, death and sex? It was just after Mark’s funeral that Jeff told me he had fancied me all along.…

You might have thought that in the decade of free love, peace and eternal cosmic happiness, there would have been a place for a greater understanding and tolerance of our…

And so, I began to understand how the half century in particular, before my birth, was full of relevance potentially to my own life, my concerns, my modus operandi as a…

Whilst the end of the 19th century saw the advent of the concept of homosexuality as a pathological medical or psychological condition this also legitimised 'treatments' to try to change…