There was a radio debate raging today (oh how worked up I get when I listen to some of the moronic ideas spouted by Joe Public). The theme was guys in straight marriages who do the dirty on their partner with another man; chosen because yet another politician has been caught with his pants down, ‘doing’ a rent boy; shock horror – when will people wake up to the fact that politics is probably the gayest profession after show business, hairdressing and the armed forces?

Anyway, there were wives calling in who have been in the same position and a phrase that became familiar throughout the phone-in is ‘temporarily gay’ – it seems that some married men have been using this plea as their get-out-of-jail-free card; as in “it didn’t mean anything dear, it was during that week when I was temporarily gay.” Fortunately the women calling in were not convinced by this and weren’t welcoming the ratbags home with open arms.

It does raise an interesting concept though, of guys being able to get their diary out and, after negotiating with their wife, book those two weeks in Gran Canaria for their annual ‘gay break’ where they can have all the gay sex they want, before returning home to their happy marriage. Hmmm, can’t see many of those husbands wanting to come back though.