Still the sense of isolation has not completely ceased. Not that I have lacked support. I was plunged into the seething heart of queer Cambridge. A fine line has to be drawn between being pushy and being proud - the people I have met have drawn it so superbly it is almost invisible. There is not an ounce of arrogance, but nor is there a note of shame.
People work to bridge gaps of age, subject, college, race, and gender.
Of course things aren't perfect. Just like any other organisation there are problems. I had was with a lovely chap from Trinity who asked me if I was lesbian. It was touching because it was totally inappropriate yet showed a real effort to come to terms with something he had never encountered before. I have met some idiotic bigots, but I've also met some of the most wonderfully talented and open-minded people I have ever encountered.