One of my favourist garages I do werk for has a valeter who is....gay.
I actually get on with him extremely well...so to speak....and he has a luv of classic cars like me.
He's just generaly a decent sort anyway, and he doesn't thrust his gayness down yer throat...so to speak, even though the lads there call hin The Queen, Marigold, and The Duchess.
He takes it all in good spirit,so to speak, which is most excellent imo.
Anyways, this car rolls up and a youngish couple get out, and they wander around looking at the stock.
She is F.A.F, and we're all standing there slobbering at the window.
One of the bosses commented "corrrrrr, now that IS fit!
Our gay friend agreed by saying in an all inocent voice, "yea, isn't HE just"!
Just thought I'd share one of those magical hilarious moments with you all.
