I read today that the Women’s Dragon-boat Racing Team in China turned out to be men in wigs. It seems the Team was of composed of suspiciously big women with Adam’s apples, and now I’m starting to look at the ladies on the lawn more closely.
Specifically at Beryl who is my new partner in the Doubles Championships. (That’s her on the left)
I’ve noticed she’s very shy in the Change Room and, when she drinks a sherry, she clutches the glass in her fist in a most unladylike manner. And she passes wind frequently. If that’s not masculine behaviour I’ll eat my bowls.