Chapter Two-2

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‘It’s me, Father.’ ‘Oh, hello.’ ‘Don’t sound too excited. Will you.’ Sir Geoffrey matched his sarcasm. ‘What is it, Francis? Phoned to tell me you found yourself an honest job at last instead of sponging off that pop idol b***h of yours?’ ‘No father, on the contrary. Myself and that pop idol b***h, as you call him, will be organising the annual London Gay Pride March this coming June. As you know it’s for the anniversary of the Stonewall riots of ١٩٦٩. It’s important to us. Many of those people gave their lives for what they believed in.’ Sir Geoffrey replied sarcastically, ‘So what are you telling me for?’ ‘I’m telling you because there will be over two-thousand people at the march this year going from Trafalgar Square to Hyde Park and they want to be assured of a friendly police pr

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