A Gay Day

A Friday of Gayness Today, I drove to Faro town wanted a dinner of tunny steak with onions at a café, I frequented fifteen years ago. The place had gone upmarket so had the prices. One waiter remembered me, but not my wife who took a dislike of the poor man with failing eyesight, said he was effeminate. The café used to have two parts one part was a wine bar I mostly sat there when Oscar Wilde walked in if it was not him in person was someone who looked like Oscar. He remarked what he had observed this morning at the railway station and could recite his poems beautifully. I decided to become gay too to be frivolous and happy But avoid the sex part, the thought of this made me shudder. Alas, I had to drive my wife home. I tried to translate some of Oscar´s remarks into Portuguese she didn´t think it was clever or funny, this, was my fault telling jokes is not my metier, so I was back being my pedestrian self.