In 1965, I was 11 and in my last year at Junior school. I was living with my mum and older sister in a rented flat in south London – my parents had separated when I was five and got divorced a couple of years later, which was unusual at the time. My dad was working abroad, and I hadn’t seen him for several years.
Unfortunately, a lot people still don’t understand …– Karamo Brown
Unfortunately, a lot people still don’t understand queer culture.