Just a normal family
I’m going to have to start reading the Times. Interesting articles about women’s stuff (two, in a week!), David Aaronovitch, Julie Burchill, and now, I discover, a weekly column written by a lesbian mum about her life with her son and her partner.
On their holiday in the wilds of West Wales:
The walks are our treat. Even if D jumps from rock to rock just inches away from a sheer drop down the cliff into the sea. And even if he goes up to everyone we meet on the way saying “I’m on a walk with my mummy and mum.” We certainly get a few odd looks. The paths and beaches are full of nice nuclear families. None of your London diversity here, thanks. Which is why we’re spending this holiday in a beautiful self-catering cottage on a farm run by a gay couple. No need to explain anything, no dirty looks from curious B&B landladies at breakfast or questions over double beds.
