Look, mummy...

Of course I couldn't let Saturday's London Pride pass without a post.


Unfortunately (for me) I had a completely appalling view, so these are mostly other people's photos (and one or two are not even from London).


It's probably worth starting with this:


It feels like Obama has been in office for a looong time, but there is still no way the equivalent of this could be seen in the homeland of our US "allies", who continue with the idea that there are no queers in their Goddamn man's military. It must be utterly galling for them to have to serve alongside the lezzers and woofters in the British forces.


As is now traditional, the majority of the Pride parade consisted of people trying to sell things, mostly through the medium of male flesh -- although sometimes, as below, through the medium of drag.


Ironically, it was so difficult to see the Parade that they could have been advertising anything and we'd have been none the wiser.


Unless you were in that smart group who arrived hours early to bag your places (note that police officer's rather defensive and closed body language -- even though he's wearing an anti-stab vest along with all the accoutrements of the Imperial Storm-Trooper with which they like to bedeck themselves):


Comfortingly, there was the usual mob of crazed religious nutters, with the spokesperson rabbiting on about the low moral standards of daytime tv, and how that has warped all of our fragile little minds:


Fortunately none of the real people at the Parade seemed to care very much:


Although... is it me or, far from being an orgy of debauchery, does Pride now look tragically tame after the World Naked Bike Ride?


Still, at least some people make an effort:


And I suppose we must admit there is something just a little transgressive about the whole event:


And that transgression can give us all a frisson of pleasure, no?