Rufus Wainwright

I'm staying in a gay house. They're, to use the vernacular, "in the family way".

So why then do we find no Rufus I may ask?

There's plenty if Judy and Liza and Celine. But I can't find any actual Rufus although I know there's an interest which can be blogged later. Dot, dot, dot.

I think it's this. Rufus is simply too gay for these two lovely gay men who, impossible as it sounds, share the same bed.

So why then is it that you'll find plenty of Rufus about my place and, further, why am I always banging on about this young man - patently the best singer on the planet?

It's a tricky question and one that most assuredly deserves an answer. But what is it?