“You know, I’ve never told anyone this Claire, but, I loved a woman once. I first saw Jenny at a tea dance in the community centre. It was a cold night, I remember that, and when she walked in she was wrapped up in a coat with a woollen hat on. I watched her go into the cloak room and when she immerged she took my breath away. Her red hair fell in soft curls around her face and her smile as she scanned the …
