Lordy, our endless complaints are working and suddenly the net is working.
We had a great dinner in the dining room on our river cruise and then adjourned to the lounge room. Everything got into full swing quite early with dancing, think Johnny Be Good, Abba and endless great fun knees up music in between, and a slow number inserted too. We were all in the mood to bop on the dance floor, but male to male dancing would not be a good look. The old dykes could get away with it as many women were dancing together, but even they felt unable to participate in fun dancing.
While I don't experience much in the way of homophobia at home and keeping in mind our boat is nearly all Australian, when I and R can hit the dancefloor among straight people and feel comfortable doing so, then I will know homophobia is a funny old expression. I so much wanted to dance.