We are all misfits. There is no such thing as normal. It is just that some are better than others at hiding their peculiarities.
So opens this latest collection from Neil Raffan.
Whilst it may be too simplistic to say the content falls into two categories; either travelogues or displays of heart-on-sleeve; it contains the least fiction. The universal themes carry with them a sharp personal edge, however obvious the attempt to deflect it with humour.
Travel to Mali or Zambia, Iowa, Mississippi and beyond.

How can a gay love triangle and a straight love square be linked ... ask Kevin Jones, a twenty-five year old fumbling his way to sexual adulthood. London in the late 1980's and Kevin is a back office worker in The City, he has today's pop hits as well as those from yesteryear playing inside his head along with a very real dread of AIDS as he muddles through his own mire of delusion. Kevin, though at times feigning to be straight, is aided and abetted by Dave, his gay Svengali, as he seeks to make fellow City worker Eddie the replacement for his some time departed ex; whilst at the same time...