....of a homosexual. I was meant to meet aziraphale for lunch yesterday. On the way in I got a flat tyre and had to stop to chnage it, so I was late. And we hadn’t got each other’s number. So, I turn up at 1.15 rather than 1.00, march into the bar and when asked by the waitress if I was OK said that I was meeting a friend for lunch. She looked me up and down and said, “There are no single gentleman seated inside.” So now I want to know if she just makes the same assumption about everyone, or do I look like a flaming poof?