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10. The Heterosexual Phase (1974)

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The Au Pairs
The Step-stepfather
The Simulated Wank
The Toy Store
The First Single
The Queeny Put-Down
The First Hissy Fit
The First Gay Club
The Rent Boy
The Heterosexual Phase
The Lifestyle Switch
The Empty Floor
The First Poem
The Amsterdam Weekend
The First Time
The Perfect Moment
The Year In Berlin
The Trade Years
The First Memory
The Anniversary Party
The Incompetencies
The Pricking Of The Bubble
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The "Tales of the City" House
The Musical Epiphany
The Worst Thing I Ever Did To Anyone
The Royal Procession
The Parental Disclosure
The Concept Albums
The Romantic Obsession
The Failure
The Apotheosis of Queer
The Shove From Above
The Interrogation
The Professional Rut
The Rebirthday
The First Boyfriend
The "Catharsis Of Joy"
The Funeral Address
The Falling In Love

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It has often been suggested that some boys in the early stages of adolescence go through a “phase” of being attracted to members of the same sex. This may or may not be a valid proposition, but I do know that for me, the same thing happened in reverse. Yes - for about a year or so, around the age of 12, I went through a phase of fancying girls.

There were three main objects of my affection:

Firstly, the headmaster’s daughter (preferably in her squash kit, as I recall) – a reserved, slightly distant, slightly aloof figure.

Secondly, one of my sister’s classmates: the beautiful Melanie, with her long straight black hair, dark eyes, and an air of elusive mystery. She made it quite clear that she had no interest in me, and I would spend long periods of time pining over her – and rather enjoying the unrequited sense of melancholy this provided.

Thirdly, Paula Wilcox, in her role as Chrissy in the ITV sitcom “Man About The House”. A character who was resolutely impossible to seduce, no matter how hard Richard O’Sullivan’s character tried each week.

Can you see the key element which links these three together? Of course you can: unattainability. For if any girl at the time had actually shown an interest in me, I would have probably expired with embarrassment. Unattainability meant there was no threat – nothing I needed to follow through. Safety.

There was just the one snog though. The only time I have ever snogged a girl, in fact. In truth, it barely even counted. She informed me beforehand that this was just to be a rehearsal session, to prepare herself for the boy up the road who she really fancied. I was the guinea pig, in other words. Strange that afterwards I never snogged a girl again.

The girl in question went on to have a successful career as a comedy actress, in both television and film. She is particularly well known for her supporting role in a long running and very popular sitcom – ironically enough, given my early crush on Paula Wilcox. I have picked up the rather irritating habit of saying to K, whenever I see her on screen, “Ooh look, there’s The Only Girl I Ever Snogged!”

And then I went away to an all-male boarding school. The heterosexual phase came to an abrupt end. Funny, that.

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