Recent Entries

  • A design for life Pippa’s beaten me to it with her blog about the weekend’s events, so that will save me (or you) from some waffling, as is my wont. I must add though that for me it was one of the loveliest weekends ever. Pip and I had the best night in, cosy and romantic, and just very lovely, and...
  • Follow your heart Well I’m quite exhausted. On Wednesday I went to see one of the people who has recently found out my secret, in fact he’d invited me to dinner, so I put him straight on a few points and did my best to explain where I and others like me were coming from. He seemed genuinely interes...
  • Must we hurt others to stop ourselves hurting? The comments on my last blog, inspired me to write this one, I may comment on those comments either in order or at random, I don’t know, I make this stuff up as I go along. Situations can be a puzzle, sometimes we just know, sometimes we don’t and have...
  • Aftermath Maybe that stage hasn’t yet been reached, or maybe this is the start of a long process, which may go on for the rest of my life. Who knows what the repercussions of people in my home town finding out I’m transsexual will be… I’ve spoken to one of the people that has heard the rumour, some...
  • Outed Somehow my secret seems to have got out. How the fuck did that happen? I don’t know. It’s the not knowing that’s the worst. Perhaps it shouldn’t matter how it got out, but I feel I need to know. My friend Ann rang me this morning to warn me of a rumour going round, at least amongst the band ...
  • Well kneaded Having had a fairly uneventful week I toddled off to Pippa’s yesterday, and had the pleasure of sampling her dumplings, almost legendary in these parts, and yes I am talking dinner if you were wondering. Was lovely, traditional Lancashire fare and the lovely Pippa as hostess, what more...
  • And on the seventh day God laid his feet on the back of the armchair and he sleepeth ‘til noon I was never especially fond of Sundays, probably because of work looming the next day, but at least it’s an excuse for a day of rest. Today has been good, in fact it’s been a good weekend, in fact it’s be...
  • Grease is the word When Pippa and I were discussing outfits for last Saturday I said to her, "I bet this gets us our pic on the Trans-mission website". This was to be my fourth TM and that was something I still hadn’t achieved; story of my life - never in the right place at the right time. Well, I ...
  • Nights in pink satin Saturday, as most of you will be aware, was the night that Trans-mission returned to Manchester, so of course I was there, as were Pippa, Cerys and Shan. Was a great evening, my only disappointment being the music which was more like the stuff they play at the London Trans-miss...
  • Reflections Well bugger me it’s late. Not just late in the evening or rather early in the morning, but late in the week; what I mean is, I had a lovely evening with a special friend on Sunday and I haven’t even mentioned it yet. Anyone who appreciates good writing or good people will by now have re...