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After the lecture I rushed back to my student house, packed up a bag and headed for the train station. I'd arranged to meet Julie, one of the first people I'd come out to. She commuted between Preston and Liverpool so on the journey home I told her what had happened. My problem had been that I just hadn't been able to find the right time but Julie thought she had the perfect solution.

"Do it during Brookside."


Well they've got those two lesbians in it now so they'll be thinking about gay stuff anyway."

I had my doubts but as I couldn't think of anything better I went with it.

So I sat with my mum watching Brookside and Beth and Margaret were sneaking around doing lesbian things and mum was not the least bit impressed with them.

"Do it now," I told myself, "just say it". But I didn't and before I knew it News At Ten was finishing and mum was going to bed.

"Wait," I said, "I've got something to tell you."

She looked worried. I could tell what she was thinking; was I sick? Was I dropping out of university?

"I'm gay."

There was a silence that lasted forever.

"Are you sure?"



Dad came down from the computer. "Mike's got something to tell you," she told him. So I did.

"Well I thought you might be," he replied.

I was a little disappointed, I thought I'd done quite a good job of hiding it.

"Well you've never shown any interest in having a girlfriend," he explained, "so I did wonder."

For a moment I thought he was going to rush out into the street and start handing out cigars.

"Did you think we'd throw you out?" Mum asked.

"I don't know," I replied. I was feeling shell-shocked. I really hadn't known what to expect but the reality had been quite a relief.

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