Frogs and queens: Crossdressing and déjà vu (I)

Most of us have split up with a member of the opposite sex. I love the unintended pun: splitting genes, separating the masculine from the feminine. My favourite was Frances. She betrayed me while we were still “an item”  for a  friend, Angus, who turned out  to be a cross-dresser. To everyone’s surprise. Imagine being...