This is a small thing but I’m sharing it because it pissed me off. My boyfriend and I went to see the comedian Stewart Lee last night with a big group of friends. Sorting out seating beforehand, one of my boyfriend’s friends said, “Don’t sit with your boy or girlfriend, it won’t be as funny with your boy or girlfriend.” Oh of course, because comedy is best enjoyed in single-sex groups of mates, there’s no way that my boyfriend and I might have a similar response to it or experience it in a similar way. I find his comment too baffling really to pinpoint exactly what drove it, but it pissed me off because 1) I WRITE AND PERFORM COMEDY. I’d organised and performed in a comedy show just two days earlier. I have an enormous, thorough and quite geeky interest in the whole art form, and Stewart Lee is my favourite. 2) The person I share a sense of humour with most is my boyfriend, who is a) a boy and b) my boyfriend. Watching Stewart Lee would not be funniest with a group of girls I have little in common with (I do have female friends but I didn’t have much of a comedic history with the other girls at the gig). Watching Stewart Lee would be funniest with him, for both of us. I’d like to say that his weird ideas about heterosexual relationship dynamics didn’t affect my enjoyment of the show, but you know what, they did. I did sit next to my bf but on his other side were these lads who managed to create a little laddish bubble that assumed that I was excluded from their appreciation of the show and as a result, did exclude me. It’s just an extension of the ‘wives go and sit in another courtyard while we men talk about important and clever things’ expectation that’s prevalent in the traditional Rajasthani society that I grew up in. Absolute bull***t. /End