moment, there was every gender/sexuality-iteration there. The surgeon who did her op and myself might have been the only straight guests. To add to the confusion Roberta was lesbian and had an equally diverse/complex partner.The journey home afterwards was interesting. I was kindly offered a lift by a couple of other guests. They had been male and converted to female, and then formed a lesbian relationship. They were both certainly 6' tall and both had long 'big' back-combed spiky blonde hair [reminded me somewhat of Tina Turner's cut] and were dressed in gold lame, pelmet skirts included. When I accepted the lift [I hesitate to say ride] I hadn't realised they had a convertible car. It was a glorious summer afternoon and they put the roof down. As we got closer to my place [W2] the traffic got heavier and slower, until tourists on Bayswater Road [by Hyde Park] starting drawing in to take photos of this decidedly odd-couple + 'lil ol' me not knowing where to look squeezed into the back.
