I feel repelled at a very physical level by men. I hate being in male changing rooms – the smells and sights get to me in a bad way.
Probably childhood hangups.
As a result, I know I’m not gay!
I have no issues with people of either sex or sexual orientation – I like to think that I get on well with most people, and adore chatter and banter with anyone.
Genetic women of any persuasion or build have a strong allure for me that I normally have to fight to hide a little – if I was female I’d be a lesbian, as the phrase goes.
But that cliche is the closest I come to being gay.