Oh how can i hear that arta mahdawaw (Street strangers: Please stop asking me if my wife is my twin brother, 11 June). All my life (40-plus years), random strangers find it possible to ask me the most scary questions – that they don’t ask a heterosexual.
A couple of examples today: last week on Southwdd’s holiday we eat at our hotel. The beautiful waitsperson asked if we were in the same room as soon as I gave our room number, so we listened so much. Nope, no one heterosexual surrounding us in question. A couple of weeks used to be the man who delivers our biomass pellets asked if I was my partner’s mom. Which one stung – he’s 60 of my 64! Many years ago (different girlfriend), we asked twin question; We have no sex.
Sorry, arwa, you got it for life – unless the hets get the memo from the office of homosexual activities.
Liz Willows
Green in the brain, Gloucestershire
