I write a whole heap of stuff taking the piss out of us, the lesbian community and a whole heap about the stereotypes – but it occurred to me that I don't write so much about the good stuff.  And there is so much good stuff.

Do you remember when you first worked out you were a lesbian?  Maybe the best part is the first time you do something about it … wasn't that experience just like coming home?  Suddenly the jigsaw's all together perfectly, making the most beautiful image.

How about falli...