Pennies from heaven

(Re: last comments) You’re quite right Pippa, remarkably astute; we’ll make a psychologist out of you yet. Bunny is also right, I have no need to explain myself, but I did want to state the facts just in case one certain ex-wife should happen to visit again, as she was obviously not in possession of the facts when she commented. A comment which I’ve now deleted as I don’t want my blog to be tainted with such vitriol. This is no place for claiming that trans people are "the most selfish on earth". I will not be accused of selfishness, this is my life, no-one else’s, and I can’t help how I was born, as none of us can. I am no more selfish than someone born short-sighted or with 6 fingers on each hand. Nor will I be tarred with someone else’s brush. I do find it sad that someone can react so severely just because their husband likes to wear a skirt, and especially that they should then choose to have a go at me because of it. Ain’t my fault Mrs.

Anyway, now that’s out of the way… are you sitting comfortably? Then I’ll begin.

So, I saw my brother last week as planned, and met his lovely new girlfriend who was charming; I approve. Big bruv’ didn’t even try to shake my hand, but gave me a hug and said, "Hi Lucy". Etiquette from my brother, blimey! He even said I looked nice within the first few minutes so we were off to a good start. We’d all met at mum’s for dinner with my gran there as well. Drank pink champagne as an aperitif and mum made the most gorgeous veggie cannelloni, it really was good. After dinner we went down the pub, just the 3 of us, not mum and gran, where we talked more about my situation and I tried to explain how I saw things developing in the future. Everyone has different ideas about what it means to be transgender, and what are the important bits, and I am constantly reminded that "straight" people don’t have much to go on, mainly media and their imagination it would seem. So hopefully I put him straight on a few points.

BB "introduced" me to the bar manager, Penny, when we arrived, an old friend of ours who I know reasonably well, she said hello and then BB said that we had met before (!) She did a kind of "Oh have we, oh yes (um…?)" So I said it was quite a long time ago and that point I think she recognised my voice, as well as the obvious clue that I was with my bruv’…

The penny dropped (sorry), and she continued to talk to me as she normally would. I had to ask and yes, she had heard a rumour, hence her lack of surprise. All in all it was a good night, and we arranged to meet a couple of days later to see a well known local band at the same pub.

BB never made it as it turned out, but mum and I went down and really enjoyed it, pretty good band, all of whom I have worked with at various points in the past, except the keyboard player who I don’t know and has apparently been touring with Travis. What he’s doing here I don’t know, guess he’s just a session guy. The bass player was the guy who saw me and Pip when we were out on our anniversary dinner, so I would have liked to have talked to him to see if he had recognised me, I can’t help being curious. I didn’t approach any of them though as I didn’t want to make a fuss as if to say, "Look at me!" I found out the next night that they all wanted to come over and talk to me but didn’t want to appear nosy or say the wrong thing. How sweet.

The next night there was supposed to be another band on but their van broke down so they didn’t make it. Shame, but it gave me the chance to talk some more to Penny, a very sweet and friendly girl who, it transpires, opted to do transgender issues as part of her degree in health studies. I couldn’t believe it, so I said we must get together sometime so we can talk about that. She sounded quite keen, and finds the whole subject intriguing, as do I. She even invited me out with the girls, some of whom I know vaguely, and that is just what I need at the moment, to get out more locally and socialise with females, as I am happy to admit – I have a lot to learn, as well as unlearn. Penny, you are from heaven (sorry again). I promise that’s the last pun I shall make with your name.

I’ve seen a lot of TS girls across the internet say that they wish to get away from their tranny friends or the scene or whatever, in order to integrate into "normal" society, so I’d just like to say that I feel no such compulsion. Yes I just want to be a normal woman and live a normal life, but as far as I’m concerned my tranny friends ARE normal, and I’ve been lucky enough to make some very special friends who I would hate to lose. So going to the Village or whatever doesn’t make me any less normal as far as I can see, and it can be a fun place to be. See you all there soon I hope!

xx