Legends of Drag: H.I.H The Grand Duchess Regina Fong
Last night, I watched the much admired Drag Race UK for the first time. I had heard some good things about it and thought it might be worth a shot seeing as there was bugger all else on the television. So, I fired up my 'laptop' - if you can call it that. I was given it in the early 2000s by a nephew - I call it the paving slab as it's just as thick and probably just as heavy (although I can't say I have much experience of heavy lifting, dear). Anyway, I dusted the wretched thing off and turned it on for the first time in donkey's years. After navigating the web to the IPlayer, I cracked open a babycham, chewed on a salted peanut and settled into watching it. Whilst the style of drag has seemingly changed over the years, and I can't say I am RuPaul's biggest fan, I was struck by how wonderful it is to have such a popular, entertaining and flamboyant show on our screens when in my day it would have been unimaginable. This got me looking back, once again, on