Hollie, Trannies and Saying 'No'

I had a particularly bizarre evening yesterday. To begin with, Scott and I ventured to the Roundhouse in Camden to witness the launch of Hollie Steele's first album. For those of you who might not know, Steele was a finalist on Britain's Got Talent last year and her 'act' is having an unusually powerful vocal range for such a small child. To see her perform live is actually very odd as she hits all the right notes and yet doesn't have the maturity to emotionally connect to the lyrics. Should her range mature properly, she may become an interesting vocalist in the future but at the moment she is, in the nicest possible sense, a curiosity.

After this I dragged Scott, if you'll pardon the pun, to Tranny-oke at Escape in Soho. I don't know why but the drag and tranny world don't bother me in the slightest, as it can with some gay men although I have absolutely no interest in dressing up - other than professional curiosity, natch. In my humble opinion there is little difference between the 'cocks in frocks' at Escape and the 'pricks in plaid' down at Comptons. This said, Escape was remarkably empty and although I got to sing (badly) once, the whole evening seemed desperately slapdash. I shall try again in a few weeks, when Stacie Dee is back in town from LA.

Anyway at about 11.00 it was time to head home and I thought I would catch the bus (176) as it was a nice evening. I didn't have to wait too long for a bus to come along but whilst waiting at the bus stop, two guys started hitting on me. Big time! All the way home on the bus, they were chatting me up and inviting me back to their place for a threesome. I demurred, politely but as the bus hurtled through late-night Forest Hill they came on stronger and stronger. I thought it best to say, plainly, that nothing was going to happen. They tried it on even harder! It suddenly occurred to me that - horror of horrors - they might get off at my stop. One of them even began to explain that as they had come all this way, we should go to my place! The look of utter disbelief on their faces when I got up and got off the bus at Sydenham was an absolute picture.