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When my daughter was baptized she had two godparents, one of them male. And gay. Of course we did not tell the priest, because homosexuality has always been a red rag to the Catholic Church. A few years later her godfather was the first one of our friends who entered into a same sex marriage. In the Netherlands, where else! His husband was the most attractive male I ever saw. Tall, dark-skinned, the epitome of maleness-and absolutely not available for girls. Not fair, I thought at their wedding. Today, I got a call from our friend. One week ago he got divorced. His life partner had left him months ago, after he had got a job in a hospital far off their living place. New workplace, too little time for each other- there´s absolutely no difference between same sex and opposite-sex couples when it comes to things like that. Their making love might be different, but in the end, they fight like all people, and the outcome....Oh well, let´s talk about something more exiting. Currently I dwell in Vienna, at my son´s flat, to collect offspring No.3 and 4, who are both attending a music festival, and bring them home, before I´m off for my holidays. And I did finish the triangular scarf, even if my finger still hurts! Maybe I´ll be able to post a picture of it tomorrow! Cats will like it because of the tassels!