I didn’t see anything that I could identify with when I was younger. That made being Black and gay seem abnormal. Growing up in Bolton, there weren’t any images of people like me. Everything about being gay or lesbian back then was negative – we didn’t have the TV programs we have now. If a movie or pop star came out as gay, that would be the end of their career. I didn’t come out until I was 27. As Marian Wright Edelman, an American civil rights activist, said, ‘You can’t be what you can’t see’.
That's why, with my friend Paula, I set up a club night called Black Angel, and why the imagery was huge thing – representation is very, very important. We couldn’t see it – so we created it. I always used to say to people, ‘We’ve got to do it for ourselves’.
People travelled from all over the country to come to the nights, because back then there was nothing else like it. One of the women, who is now one of my best friends, she would say that it saved her life because she had been so isolated.
The night started off in venues in Manchester’s Gay Village in the late 1990s and there was racial prejudice in the Village. Some of the things that came out of the club owners’ mouths. I hope it’s changed, but when I see the line-up for Pride, I think maybe not, it’s still not diverse enough.
We held nights at the Contact Theatre and the Green Room – they were the best. It was also good for the Asian women, as a lot of them weren’t out. Many of the taxi drivers were Asian and if someone from your community dropped you off in the village, that was essentially you being outed.