I had a boyfriend, and I had a fantasy of kissing him in warm summer rain, but when we tried it was awful. Then in the July, I was on Canal Street with the girl, it was boiling hot and when we kissed the heavens just opened – it was like something from a film. We got soaked and went back in our wet clothes on the bus, and I stayed at hers.

The next day we went into college and I had to borrow her clothes – that’s another advantage of being gay – and I thought “Everyone is going to know”, but of course nobody noticed.