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  • 20 Feb 2024
    Ariane went to the Etihad tonight for the City match. There were some women present in the crowd. I bet I was the only one there tonight in a little black dress and pearls. Always look your best girls! Even if no one notices. I could have taken the bus or tram to the stadium (it's about a mile east of the centre of Manchester) but decided to walk instead for more Ariane time outdoors. We won, so it was worth it.   Afterwards I walked along Canal Street to see what was happening. Normally I end up in Oscar's but tonight I went to Via. They had live cabaret with a succession of drag artists, starting with Flick de Beanz (why do they all have such weird names?). I'm quite old-fashioned. I like seeing female cabaret artistes, the way it used to be. You can still find that but I think it's called burlesque these days.   I was planning to walk in the Lake District tomorrow, but the forecast is not good: strong winds, heavy rain, arctic temperatures on the summits and zero visibility. Not a day for the tops then. Ariane will stay in Manchester and amuse herself some other way.
    40 Posted by Ariane Durand
  • Ariane went to the Etihad tonight for the City match. There were some women present in the crowd. I bet I was the only one there tonight in a little black dress and pearls. Always look your best girls! Even if no one notices. I could have taken the bus or tram to the stadium (it's about a mile east of the centre of Manchester) but decided to walk instead for more Ariane time outdoors. We won, so it was worth it.   Afterwards I walked along Canal Street to see what was happening. Normally I end up in Oscar's but tonight I went to Via. They had live cabaret with a succession of drag artists, starting with Flick de Beanz (why do they all have such weird names?). I'm quite old-fashioned. I like seeing female cabaret artistes, the way it used to be. You can still find that but I think it's called burlesque these days.   I was planning to walk in the Lake District tomorrow, but the forecast is not good: strong winds, heavy rain, arctic temperatures on the summits and zero visibility. Not a day for the tops then. Ariane will stay in Manchester and amuse herself some other way.
    Feb 20, 2024 40
  • 13 Feb 2024
    Life's been hectic for a while. But today was an Ariane day. When I had the house to myself, straight after breakfast, I made up and got changed. Today I was going to do all the normal things the boy would have done, only as a girl.    First up, some piano practice. Playing the piano is Ariane's new thing. I listen to loads of solo piano and thought it was about time I started reproducing the sound. Maybe one day I will be the keyboard girl in a rock band…   Then I drove into town. First stop the laundrette to dry some washing. Then my local Waitrose, where once again I didn't see anyone I knew, and no one took any notice of me. And finally a walk through the town to collect some tickets from the station. This all feels natural now. Ariane has travelled a long way in the past year.   Later today I'm seeing the physio, who is a friend of mine, and she will ask me to take all my clothes off (well almost all anyway). She doesn't know about Ariane yet although I hope she will soon. So I have to revert to boy mode for that. But Ariane will be out again over the next two days. It would be nice to go somewhere out of town. Maybe take the train as Ariane.   Next week, Manchester again. Ariane's going to the Etihad and then Canal Street. The next day, a country walk, Ariane in a dress and walking boots. Life's been good to me so far…
    37 Posted by Ariane Durand
  • Life's been hectic for a while. But today was an Ariane day. When I had the house to myself, straight after breakfast, I made up and got changed. Today I was going to do all the normal things the boy would have done, only as a girl.    First up, some piano practice. Playing the piano is Ariane's new thing. I listen to loads of solo piano and thought it was about time I started reproducing the sound. Maybe one day I will be the keyboard girl in a rock band…   Then I drove into town. First stop the laundrette to dry some washing. Then my local Waitrose, where once again I didn't see anyone I knew, and no one took any notice of me. And finally a walk through the town to collect some tickets from the station. This all feels natural now. Ariane has travelled a long way in the past year.   Later today I'm seeing the physio, who is a friend of mine, and she will ask me to take all my clothes off (well almost all anyway). She doesn't know about Ariane yet although I hope she will soon. So I have to revert to boy mode for that. But Ariane will be out again over the next two days. It would be nice to go somewhere out of town. Maybe take the train as Ariane.   Next week, Manchester again. Ariane's going to the Etihad and then Canal Street. The next day, a country walk, Ariane in a dress and walking boots. Life's been good to me so far…
    Feb 13, 2024 37
  • 28 Dec 2023
    Just after Manchester, I came out to another friend. It was a very natural thing to do. I said I was hoping to live more and more as Ariane within the limits that my circumstances allowed. Not just in safe environments like Canal Street, but in normal life (gigs, football matches, walking round town etc). So much to look forward to. A whole world to explore.   That remains the ambition, but December has been regrettably girl-free. It wasn't just the approaching holiday season with more people being around at home. More serious than that. My mother, who was ill for a long time, suddenly got worse. She had to go into hospital, and there she died, the week before Christmas, with me keeping a lonely vigil at her side. Then on leaving the hospital for the last time, I went down with a virus which knocked me out for a while.   So this afternoon is literally the only time when I've been on my own. Straight into the loft for the  hidden suitcase. And Ariane is here again. All in black, with pearls, and the highest heels available. And a gin and tonic. I feel so much better. I have missed this so much.   Looking ahead: normal service resumes in January, when everyone goes back to work and I will have whole days on my own. Lots to explore. Guildford (trans desert) turns out to host The Fallen Angel which is a regular cabaret. There's someone else I'm planning to come out to. Then back to Manchester at the end of the month where Ariane will go and watch City again. Ariane also needs to make her London debut.   Being trans is like a drug. The more you do, the more you want.
    133 Posted by Ariane Durand
  • Just after Manchester, I came out to another friend. It was a very natural thing to do. I said I was hoping to live more and more as Ariane within the limits that my circumstances allowed. Not just in safe environments like Canal Street, but in normal life (gigs, football matches, walking round town etc). So much to look forward to. A whole world to explore.   That remains the ambition, but December has been regrettably girl-free. It wasn't just the approaching holiday season with more people being around at home. More serious than that. My mother, who was ill for a long time, suddenly got worse. She had to go into hospital, and there she died, the week before Christmas, with me keeping a lonely vigil at her side. Then on leaving the hospital for the last time, I went down with a virus which knocked me out for a while.   So this afternoon is literally the only time when I've been on my own. Straight into the loft for the  hidden suitcase. And Ariane is here again. All in black, with pearls, and the highest heels available. And a gin and tonic. I feel so much better. I have missed this so much.   Looking ahead: normal service resumes in January, when everyone goes back to work and I will have whole days on my own. Lots to explore. Guildford (trans desert) turns out to host The Fallen Angel which is a regular cabaret. There's someone else I'm planning to come out to. Then back to Manchester at the end of the month where Ariane will go and watch City again. Ariane also needs to make her London debut.   Being trans is like a drug. The more you do, the more you want.
    Dec 28, 2023 133
  • 29 Nov 2023
    By Wednesday morning I was feeling the effect of all the gin I’d drunk the night before. I got up, then went back to bed. Eventually I felt ready to face the day. I decided to proceed with Plan A. I caught the train south, 30 minutes to Disley on the edge of the Peak District. Then I went for a long walk, along the Macclesfield Canal, into Lyme Park, brief tourism at Lyme Hall aka Pemberley, then through the rolling hills and moorland of the park back to Disley.   Earlier I considered going for the walk as Ariane, but it was just too cold. I discovered one of the inconvenient truths of girlhood, that sometimes it’s just too cold to go out in a dress. Anyway I was happy enough on my own. I like being outdoors on my own because there’s so much time to think. I have so much to think about.   Back in Manchester, in the warmth of my room at Velvet, I changed into Ariane. Wednesday night is TGirl night in the Village. I walked down the road to Via, the designated meeting place for their regular organised group. Quite a lot of girls out tonight, some established, some new. After a while we moved on to the Molly House round the corner (so named because traditionally men used to go there to wear dresses). There were some musicians playing trad folk in the background, and some gay couples, and there was us.   And I found what I found the previous time, that you can feel out of place in a group of people even though you all have one thing in common. Yes we had our common trans-ness, and that was something to talk about, but I don’t think there was anything else. Essentially this was a group of men in dresses, some more convincing than others. The established ones talked to each other and some of the new ones, including me, just sat there and said nothing. Around mid-evening I got my coat and made a French exit. Like last time, I just prefer female company to male company, even if the men are all trying to be women. It’s not the same.   Back at the hotel I didn’t want Ariane’s evening to end, so I went out again, on my own, back to Oscar’s down the road. It was quiet, as was all the Village for a Wednesday night. I watched some of the clips from the musicals that they have on non-stop play. Next to me a lesbian couple were being very affectionate towards each other. I drank less gin than the night before and then I left.   So these TGirl meet-ups are not the answer for me. I knew that last time. The way forward is for Ariane to engage with more of her real friends.
    156 Posted by Ariane Durand
  • By Wednesday morning I was feeling the effect of all the gin I’d drunk the night before. I got up, then went back to bed. Eventually I felt ready to face the day. I decided to proceed with Plan A. I caught the train south, 30 minutes to Disley on the edge of the Peak District. Then I went for a long walk, along the Macclesfield Canal, into Lyme Park, brief tourism at Lyme Hall aka Pemberley, then through the rolling hills and moorland of the park back to Disley.   Earlier I considered going for the walk as Ariane, but it was just too cold. I discovered one of the inconvenient truths of girlhood, that sometimes it’s just too cold to go out in a dress. Anyway I was happy enough on my own. I like being outdoors on my own because there’s so much time to think. I have so much to think about.   Back in Manchester, in the warmth of my room at Velvet, I changed into Ariane. Wednesday night is TGirl night in the Village. I walked down the road to Via, the designated meeting place for their regular organised group. Quite a lot of girls out tonight, some established, some new. After a while we moved on to the Molly House round the corner (so named because traditionally men used to go there to wear dresses). There were some musicians playing trad folk in the background, and some gay couples, and there was us.   And I found what I found the previous time, that you can feel out of place in a group of people even though you all have one thing in common. Yes we had our common trans-ness, and that was something to talk about, but I don’t think there was anything else. Essentially this was a group of men in dresses, some more convincing than others. The established ones talked to each other and some of the new ones, including me, just sat there and said nothing. Around mid-evening I got my coat and made a French exit. Like last time, I just prefer female company to male company, even if the men are all trying to be women. It’s not the same.   Back at the hotel I didn’t want Ariane’s evening to end, so I went out again, on my own, back to Oscar’s down the road. It was quiet, as was all the Village for a Wednesday night. I watched some of the clips from the musicals that they have on non-stop play. Next to me a lesbian couple were being very affectionate towards each other. I drank less gin than the night before and then I left.   So these TGirl meet-ups are not the answer for me. I knew that last time. The way forward is for Ariane to engage with more of her real friends.
    Nov 29, 2023 156
  • 29 Nov 2023
    Ariane is back in Manchester for a few days. This has to be one of my favourite places. Another first last night. Ariane went to the Etihad to watch City play. Me and 50,000 men. Lots of abuse! Directed at the team though not at me. We played very badly in the first half but turned it round in the second.   On returning to the Village I went to Oscar’s (my favourite bar round here) for a couple of large gins. No company, more’s the pity, but it was nice to soak up the atmosphere.   It feels very natural to me to be out as Ariane. I’m just who I am, but wearing different clothes. I don’t care what people think. I’ve stopped feeling guilty or self-conscious. Added bonus, two people called me “Madam” last night. I like the thought of being a Madam.
    99 Posted by Ariane Durand
  • Ariane is back in Manchester for a few days. This has to be one of my favourite places. Another first last night. Ariane went to the Etihad to watch City play. Me and 50,000 men. Lots of abuse! Directed at the team though not at me. We played very badly in the first half but turned it round in the second.   On returning to the Village I went to Oscar’s (my favourite bar round here) for a couple of large gins. No company, more’s the pity, but it was nice to soak up the atmosphere.   It feels very natural to me to be out as Ariane. I’m just who I am, but wearing different clothes. I don’t care what people think. I’ve stopped feeling guilty or self-conscious. Added bonus, two people called me “Madam” last night. I like the thought of being a Madam.
    Nov 29, 2023 99
  • 18 Nov 2023
    So I was listened to a two parter audiobook from BBC Sounds starring David Tennent as the tenth Doctor Who.  One of the charactors is called Chevalier d'Eon, who was born Charles d'Éon de Beaumont or Charlotte d'Éon de Beaumont and lived between 5 October 1728 to 21 May 1810.   The Beaumont Society is named after her.  I wasn't too sure whether the charactor was real or not, so I thought I checked it out one Wikipedia and I was surprised to learn thats she was an actually real person.   Here is a link to the page I mentioned, Chevalier d'Eon  
    129 Posted by Suzy Russell
  • So I was listened to a two parter audiobook from BBC Sounds starring David Tennent as the tenth Doctor Who.  One of the charactors is called Chevalier d'Eon, who was born Charles d'Éon de Beaumont or Charlotte d'Éon de Beaumont and lived between 5 October 1728 to 21 May 1810.   The Beaumont Society is named after her.  I wasn't too sure whether the charactor was real or not, so I thought I checked it out one Wikipedia and I was surprised to learn thats she was an actually real person.   Here is a link to the page I mentioned, Chevalier d'Eon  
    Nov 18, 2023 129

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    Hello again? I had a reather uneventful day.  Most of which was spent on line, sigh   But I did see a unique u tube posting which gave me pause for thought.   It seems that I didn't have a morning routine. So I'd roll out of bed go to that bathroom take care of business, taking my gurly pills and such clean my dentures after they had been sitting in cold water overnight.  and such, we musent get to detailed here right. lol   I then sat down in front of my lap top at home and looked for what happened to the world while I was sleeping.  After a few hours of this I decided that it was about time i went outside and got some fresh air.  I live in a sealed building no opening the windows, grrr.   I put on the bra and manties, then looked around for what else to wear.  Oh my everything is fairly well soiled, That is what I get for going so long without doin the laundry. Funny I used to enjoy it so too.     Anywho,  I found that when ever I start the day I'm sorta in gender neutral from having started the day so many years now this way.   I thought that I should take a few minutes and meditate or at least say a montry affirming that I am a gurl/woman now.  This might help with my guilty feelings in wearing woman's attire outside.   For the past few months I have started carrying a decidely feminine purse, having switched from a gender neutral messenger bag.  I've also begun wearing daily earrings.  That is about as far as I could allow myself to go. sigh  Not long ago I did have occasion to go out and conduct some business wearing a blouse and earrings carrying a purse.  I was surprised pleasantly by the way no one managed to noticiblly notice me.  I got a few second glances but that was about it.   I am quite sure that I'm not able to "pass" as soon as i open my mouth i spill the beans cuz i haven't found a way to adjust my voice yet.   I have an appointment with my mental health practical nurse who oversee's my meds except for the gurl pills.  I have been out to her for quite sometime but she has never seen me en fem.  I have an appointment with her on Tuesday and have today decided that I will go en fem on that day.  I will be traveling on public transport but it will not be commuters hours.  I wonder what her reaction will be like?  giggle   So between tonight and Tuesday noon I will be trying to do all I can to re affirm my feminine personna.  giggle   Well that is about all I can think of to say so. . here's hoping.  I will try to write on tuesday about the little adventure.  Rhonda
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  • 20 May 2012
    St Audries Bay TV week , May 2012 This event takes place twice a year in May and September, just a few miles north of Watchet in Somerset, as it was almost a 400 mile drive I had decided that I would not be able to go in September as well, To break the journey I stayed at Ironbridge over the week end and visited a few places in that area which I had wanted to see for years. On the Monday morning 7 May I continued on to St Audries bay, I had been looking forward to this week for months, on arrival I booked into the single chalet with half board I had opted for, nothing fancy but OK – a bit on the small side for the amount of luggage I took!!  But fine as long as I kept it tidy, Showered and changed into skirt and top, I went off to explore the facilities which are very good, and to meet some of the other girls (and a few Boys). a few of the girls had their wives with them, the first thing that struck me was some of the way out outfits on show, some outrageous, but none were indecent.      Dinner was served at 18.00 hrs. and the food was to a high standard, this was the time when we really started to get to know each other, so many new faces and names I think we all had a job trying to remember names, after dinner  there was a short bingo session (not my cup of tea) before the disco started at 21.00 hrs. again not my thing but there were plenty of other comfortable places to go and just chat over a drink, this is when I first met Marlene a lovely RG lady who gave me a lot of encouragement and advice over the week, she asked me if I was interested in the coach trip organised for the Wednesday – I had already decided not to go but when I found that it was just a mini bus and she told me the details I changed my mind and booked.      The Tuesday was spent quietly getting to know one another, and making lots of new friends, one very experienced girl I was chatting to about trying to be convincing and blending in told me that I was doing well and actually looked like a girl, which again boosted my confidence and looking at some of the girls and their dress sense I could see that I was quite a bit more convincing than some.  There was also a table top sale where I bought a couple of bracelets, and the “newbies get together” complete with wine. After dinner they held the first round of “play your cards right” followed by cabaret and disco.       The coach trip left at 11.30 on Wednesday  and firstly headed for sea life aquarium at  Weston super mare, when  we arrived on the sea front there was quite a cold wind coming in from the sea so there were not that many people about which I was quite pleased about as this was just my second time out among “joe public” there were a few people in the aquarium  but It almost felt as if we were un noticed with no problems at all which boosted my confidence, We then went back to Watchet where the Esplanade club opened especially for us and put on a lovely buffet meal—far more than we could eat and very high standard, being on the harbour side we were able to go out and mingle with the public and view the boats in the marina , but with a safe “bolt hole” in the club in case of trouble, but we enjoyed our time there without incident, a further boost to my confidence.         On Thursday there was among other things a pool competition which I entered out of a fit of daftness, having never played pool before (I had played a little snooker about 50 years ago) needless to say I was knocked out in the first round – best of 3 games – 1st game I was whitewashed- second game I did manage to pocket 2 balls--- progress of sorts. By this time it was near lunch time and as I had some food in the car and a flask of coffee I took off for Watchet on my own and went to the harbour where we had been the day before, , parked the car as close to the ticket machine as possible, took a deep breath and went and bought a ticket, I then moved as close to the harbour as possible, parked up and had a light lunch while watching passers-by, and especially observing  what women were wearing, as there was a cool breeze in from the sea most were wearing coats. I had a light weight coat in the car so put this on in order to “blend in” as far as possible, took a deep breath and set off with my bag over my shoulder, I walked right across the harbour front and into the town without incident and with growing confidence, as I needed some ciggies I looked for a shop which was not too busy and a little way on came to the post office/ gift shop, I stood outside for a few moments, fished my purse out of my bag and went boldly in, the lady behind the counter never batted an eyelid when I asked- very quietly in my best (HA HA ) girly voice asked for 40 Benson & hedges, paid for them , collected my change and strolled out, on my way back to the car I deliberately waked down the side of the street where there were quite a few people about—no problem , as I walked back across the harbour I could hear a steam train of the west Somerset railway approaching so when I got back to the car (the car park is alongside the railway station) I got the camera out and stood by the car waiting for the train to arrive, just then an oldish man came to his car parked 2 spaces away from me and let his dog out, dog immediately came towards me , its owner tried to call it back saying “come here now don’t go bothering the lady” dog took no notice and came up to me tail wagging,  so I stroked its ear, it then went back to its owner and he said to it “ yes she was being nice to you” I am quite convinced that he was being genuine and had not read me--- needless to say I was more than a little pleased . The train arrived and I got my photos, by which time it was time to head back, basking in the buzz of my first real time out on my own. That evening was the third and final round of play your cards right, in another fit of daftness I bought a ticket and to my amazement my number was called as the second contestant, My first card was a queen so I went lower and turned up a 2 – so I went higher – and turned up another 2 – that put an end to my moment of glory!!  After this was the Miss St Audries Bay competition – which I did not enter! – but was won by Roslyn, one of the girls I had become friends with, she was wearing a lovely lime green evening dress and was a well-deserved winner, another disco rounded the evening off.       Friday saw me itching to go out again, as I had been advised that Minehead was a safe place to go to, off I went wearing my green suite and as there was a cold wind again I put on my heavier camel coat, I was able to park in the main street and set off for a walk, within 40 yards I bumped into Steph, one of the other girls I had met, we had a chat and she told me that she was going to the cider farm which is TV friendly, for a coffee, so I said that once I had my walk I would catch her up at the farm, off I went to the end of the street – about 500 yards, crossed over and started up the other side, about ¾ way back to the car IT happened, I suddenly felt my skirt which has an elasticated waist sliding down over my hips OOOOPs –a few seconds of panic , - I put my hand into my coat pocket and was just in time to grab the waistband of said skirt and pull it back a bit before it hit the ground , I was then able to get slowly back to the car and get in, fortunately I had my emergency sewing kit in the car which contained some safety pins ( a girl’s best friend at a time like this) I sat in the car and discreetly pinned my skirt into position. I was disappointed at not completing my walk so got back out and went a further 50 or 60 yards up the street and back, but was not 100% sure of my pin up job, so decided to skip the cider farm and head for a quiet place where I could make a better job of securing the offending garment . I headed up into the hills on a quiet back road and found the perfect place to effect repairs and have some lunch from my ration box. This done there was plenty of time left so I headed back towards Watchet, on the way I came across a forestry commission car park which was empty – a perfect place to test the security of my skirt—a stroll round the car park a few times put my mind at rest, so on to Watchet, Parked up and made for the harbour again and had another walk but this time there was a party of school kids( dangerous animals so I am told)at the far end of the harbour so I turned back and had a walk along the railway station platform instead, as I was now satisfied that the skirt incident had not un-nerved me I made my way back to St Audries. That evening was largely taken up with “curtain Call” which was a 2 hour show put on by some of the girls, considering that this is done at short notice it was mostly very good.      Saturday saw a few of us heading for the cider farm which I had missed out on the day before, as it was in a very sheltered location the cold wind did not find us and it turned out to be the warmest day of the week, so we enjoyed a coffee and scone in the sunshine, that evening was the Gala dinner followed by prize giving and cabaret . Sunday was a bit sad and quite a few tears were shed as girls departed for home, I had booked to stay on for another 4 days to explore the area more (in Drab) and visit the railway but on the Monday I had a very special trip to make – to Bickleigh Mill near Tiverton to meet the one and only Carol – we had a lovely couple of hours chat and coffee – she really is a super lady – but that is another story.      Did I say I could not go again in September --- I only thought that before I went, so guess what – I’m booked for September and next May – roll on September.     
    20684 Posted by rosie Bush
  • St Audries Bay TV week , May 2012 This event takes place twice a year in May and September, just a few miles north of Watchet in Somerset, as it was almost a 400 mile drive I had decided that I would not be able to go in September as well, To break the journey I stayed at Ironbridge over the week end and visited a few places in that area which I had wanted to see for years. On the Monday morning 7 May I continued on to St Audries bay, I had been looking forward to this week for months, on arrival I booked into the single chalet with half board I had opted for, nothing fancy but OK – a bit on the small side for the amount of luggage I took!!  But fine as long as I kept it tidy, Showered and changed into skirt and top, I went off to explore the facilities which are very good, and to meet some of the other girls (and a few Boys). a few of the girls had their wives with them, the first thing that struck me was some of the way out outfits on show, some outrageous, but none were indecent.      Dinner was served at 18.00 hrs. and the food was to a high standard, this was the time when we really started to get to know each other, so many new faces and names I think we all had a job trying to remember names, after dinner  there was a short bingo session (not my cup of tea) before the disco started at 21.00 hrs. again not my thing but there were plenty of other comfortable places to go and just chat over a drink, this is when I first met Marlene a lovely RG lady who gave me a lot of encouragement and advice over the week, she asked me if I was interested in the coach trip organised for the Wednesday – I had already decided not to go but when I found that it was just a mini bus and she told me the details I changed my mind and booked.      The Tuesday was spent quietly getting to know one another, and making lots of new friends, one very experienced girl I was chatting to about trying to be convincing and blending in told me that I was doing well and actually looked like a girl, which again boosted my confidence and looking at some of the girls and their dress sense I could see that I was quite a bit more convincing than some.  There was also a table top sale where I bought a couple of bracelets, and the “newbies get together” complete with wine. After dinner they held the first round of “play your cards right” followed by cabaret and disco.       The coach trip left at 11.30 on Wednesday  and firstly headed for sea life aquarium at  Weston super mare, when  we arrived on the sea front there was quite a cold wind coming in from the sea so there were not that many people about which I was quite pleased about as this was just my second time out among “joe public” there were a few people in the aquarium  but It almost felt as if we were un noticed with no problems at all which boosted my confidence, We then went back to Watchet where the Esplanade club opened especially for us and put on a lovely buffet meal—far more than we could eat and very high standard, being on the harbour side we were able to go out and mingle with the public and view the boats in the marina , but with a safe “bolt hole” in the club in case of trouble, but we enjoyed our time there without incident, a further boost to my confidence.         On Thursday there was among other things a pool competition which I entered out of a fit of daftness, having never played pool before (I had played a little snooker about 50 years ago) needless to say I was knocked out in the first round – best of 3 games – 1st game I was whitewashed- second game I did manage to pocket 2 balls--- progress of sorts. By this time it was near lunch time and as I had some food in the car and a flask of coffee I took off for Watchet on my own and went to the harbour where we had been the day before, , parked the car as close to the ticket machine as possible, took a deep breath and went and bought a ticket, I then moved as close to the harbour as possible, parked up and had a light lunch while watching passers-by, and especially observing  what women were wearing, as there was a cool breeze in from the sea most were wearing coats. I had a light weight coat in the car so put this on in order to “blend in” as far as possible, took a deep breath and set off with my bag over my shoulder, I walked right across the harbour front and into the town without incident and with growing confidence, as I needed some ciggies I looked for a shop which was not too busy and a little way on came to the post office/ gift shop, I stood outside for a few moments, fished my purse out of my bag and went boldly in, the lady behind the counter never batted an eyelid when I asked- very quietly in my best (HA HA ) girly voice asked for 40 Benson & hedges, paid for them , collected my change and strolled out, on my way back to the car I deliberately waked down the side of the street where there were quite a few people about—no problem , as I walked back across the harbour I could hear a steam train of the west Somerset railway approaching so when I got back to the car (the car park is alongside the railway station) I got the camera out and stood by the car waiting for the train to arrive, just then an oldish man came to his car parked 2 spaces away from me and let his dog out, dog immediately came towards me , its owner tried to call it back saying “come here now don’t go bothering the lady” dog took no notice and came up to me tail wagging,  so I stroked its ear, it then went back to its owner and he said to it “ yes she was being nice to you” I am quite convinced that he was being genuine and had not read me--- needless to say I was more than a little pleased . The train arrived and I got my photos, by which time it was time to head back, basking in the buzz of my first real time out on my own. That evening was the third and final round of play your cards right, in another fit of daftness I bought a ticket and to my amazement my number was called as the second contestant, My first card was a queen so I went lower and turned up a 2 – so I went higher – and turned up another 2 – that put an end to my moment of glory!!  After this was the Miss St Audries Bay competition – which I did not enter! – but was won by Roslyn, one of the girls I had become friends with, she was wearing a lovely lime green evening dress and was a well-deserved winner, another disco rounded the evening off.       Friday saw me itching to go out again, as I had been advised that Minehead was a safe place to go to, off I went wearing my green suite and as there was a cold wind again I put on my heavier camel coat, I was able to park in the main street and set off for a walk, within 40 yards I bumped into Steph, one of the other girls I had met, we had a chat and she told me that she was going to the cider farm which is TV friendly, for a coffee, so I said that once I had my walk I would catch her up at the farm, off I went to the end of the street – about 500 yards, crossed over and started up the other side, about ¾ way back to the car IT happened, I suddenly felt my skirt which has an elasticated waist sliding down over my hips OOOOPs –a few seconds of panic , - I put my hand into my coat pocket and was just in time to grab the waistband of said skirt and pull it back a bit before it hit the ground , I was then able to get slowly back to the car and get in, fortunately I had my emergency sewing kit in the car which contained some safety pins ( a girl’s best friend at a time like this) I sat in the car and discreetly pinned my skirt into position. I was disappointed at not completing my walk so got back out and went a further 50 or 60 yards up the street and back, but was not 100% sure of my pin up job, so decided to skip the cider farm and head for a quiet place where I could make a better job of securing the offending garment . I headed up into the hills on a quiet back road and found the perfect place to effect repairs and have some lunch from my ration box. This done there was plenty of time left so I headed back towards Watchet, on the way I came across a forestry commission car park which was empty – a perfect place to test the security of my skirt—a stroll round the car park a few times put my mind at rest, so on to Watchet, Parked up and made for the harbour again and had another walk but this time there was a party of school kids( dangerous animals so I am told)at the far end of the harbour so I turned back and had a walk along the railway station platform instead, as I was now satisfied that the skirt incident had not un-nerved me I made my way back to St Audries. That evening was largely taken up with “curtain Call” which was a 2 hour show put on by some of the girls, considering that this is done at short notice it was mostly very good.      Saturday saw a few of us heading for the cider farm which I had missed out on the day before, as it was in a very sheltered location the cold wind did not find us and it turned out to be the warmest day of the week, so we enjoyed a coffee and scone in the sunshine, that evening was the Gala dinner followed by prize giving and cabaret . Sunday was a bit sad and quite a few tears were shed as girls departed for home, I had booked to stay on for another 4 days to explore the area more (in Drab) and visit the railway but on the Monday I had a very special trip to make – to Bickleigh Mill near Tiverton to meet the one and only Carol – we had a lovely couple of hours chat and coffee – she really is a super lady – but that is another story.      Did I say I could not go again in September --- I only thought that before I went, so guess what – I’m booked for September and next May – roll on September.     
    May 20, 2012 20684
  • 08 Nov 2008
    OMG.....is it really that long since i blogged? Well, its not been too bad a period for me. On Tuesday, i had an appointment over at the Norwich GIC ( Gender Identity Clinic) with Dr Ted Olive, who i last saw here in Lowestoft back in April of 2006. This time he was accompanied by Barbara Ross who i'd never met before & got on very well with. I certainly gained a lot out of it & knowin that there IS somewhere closer to home is a great help to me, because its hard being stuck out here. But, in just under 4wks time i'm gonna be one very happy girl because my Charllet's coming to stay for a week & just before xmas too. I haven't seen her since mid-july & have missed her so much it hurts. Getting to see her so close to christmas is truly going to be the bestest prezzie EVER!!. There's been some news that everyone in town has been talking about. It even made the local and National news too. Last thursdsay a man was arrested at the train station & it turns out A) he was very drunk & B) he was ONLY carrying two improvised explosive devices ( Bombs) with him as well as certain literature too. He went before the magistrates here who BAILED him, despite him carrying all that stuff with him. I just thank god the MET re-arrested him immediately & he's now in custody facing major Charges relating to terrorism.  I Honestly never thought i'd see that kind of thing here, & thinking what could have happened had he not been caught....well it just doesnt bear thinking about does it?.
    12974 Posted by Anna-Marie Trindall
  • OMG.....is it really that long since i blogged? Well, its not been too bad a period for me. On Tuesday, i had an appointment over at the Norwich GIC ( Gender Identity Clinic) with Dr Ted Olive, who i last saw here in Lowestoft back in April of 2006. This time he was accompanied by Barbara Ross who i'd never met before & got on very well with. I certainly gained a lot out of it & knowin that there IS somewhere closer to home is a great help to me, because its hard being stuck out here. But, in just under 4wks time i'm gonna be one very happy girl because my Charllet's coming to stay for a week & just before xmas too. I haven't seen her since mid-july & have missed her so much it hurts. Getting to see her so close to christmas is truly going to be the bestest prezzie EVER!!. There's been some news that everyone in town has been talking about. It even made the local and National news too. Last thursdsay a man was arrested at the train station & it turns out A) he was very drunk & B) he was ONLY carrying two improvised explosive devices ( Bombs) with him as well as certain literature too. He went before the magistrates here who BAILED him, despite him carrying all that stuff with him. I just thank god the MET re-arrested him immediately & he's now in custody facing major Charges relating to terrorism.  I Honestly never thought i'd see that kind of thing here, & thinking what could have happened had he not been caught....well it just doesnt bear thinking about does it?.
    Nov 08, 2008 12974
  • 26 Jul 2011
    Hi,    In this Mag I have written a article on my forced feminination by a local college, and my various adventures as a female going back to college. Yes the college is forcing me to be a woman at least on campus. Here is a small part on my article. "I was in the office of the dean of students with there chief of police discussing my enrolment into the college my first semester there. I was dressed at the time in a 3 piece mens business suit complete with a tie, and my very male patterned baldness showing.    I said "Do you realise that you are asking a XY male raised man to use thw woman's locker room?"    The chief said "Aaaaaa yaaaa we have to ask you to use the woman's locker room for legal reasons." Oh ya this is going to be good. So thus attired I ventured into the woman's locker room, and was promptly assaulted by 2 Asian female students........     You can read the rest in my article as to what happened.  As time goes on I will tell all you of my adventures, and my thoughts on this.   Take Cree, Elder A. Vickie Boisseau CPS I am not my body. - Thich Nhat Hanh
    10038 Posted by Andrea Boisseau
  • Hi,    In this Mag I have written a article on my forced feminination by a local college, and my various adventures as a female going back to college. Yes the college is forcing me to be a woman at least on campus. Here is a small part on my article. "I was in the office of the dean of students with there chief of police discussing my enrolment into the college my first semester there. I was dressed at the time in a 3 piece mens business suit complete with a tie, and my very male patterned baldness showing.    I said "Do you realise that you are asking a XY male raised man to use thw woman's locker room?"    The chief said "Aaaaaa yaaaa we have to ask you to use the woman's locker room for legal reasons." Oh ya this is going to be good. So thus attired I ventured into the woman's locker room, and was promptly assaulted by 2 Asian female students........     You can read the rest in my article as to what happened.  As time goes on I will tell all you of my adventures, and my thoughts on this.   Take Cree, Elder A. Vickie Boisseau CPS I am not my body. - Thich Nhat Hanh
    Jul 26, 2011 10038
  • 04 Mar 2012
    This is my take on our girls weekend out in Milton Keynes arranged by Faye   For me the weekend started on thurs evening with packing, what to take what not to take? So i took way to much of everything. As i had booked for a make over at Style Me Quirky on the friday i packed two bags, one for friday, clothes for travelling back, two options ( i can never make my mind up what to wear) shoes, make up and loads of other stuff. The other bag was packed for saturday, even more shoes, 5 or 6 dresses, casual clothes, and way to much other stuff. Finally with everything packed it was off to bed to try to sleep, with the excitement building sleep eventually came in the early hours.   Friday morning arrives, the bags are put ih the car and im off. Driving to Milton Keynes so much goes through my mind. Will we all get on, what will the hotel and club be like, will i have the nerve to spend the whole weekend as Monique. Before i realise it I have arrived in Milton Keynes, way to early, its only 11.15. A quick check on the hotel location I decide to kill some time by going for a drive around. A quick trip up the road and i discover a shopping complex. So I decide to have a quick look around. First stop was TK Max, lots of cheap clothes but i dont have the nerve to look through the miles of rails as the shop is really busy. Next stop is Brantanos, here the problem is opposite, the shop is void of people and i feel very self concious walking around the womens shoes. I feel as though the sale assistants are watching me and laughing inside, im sure they are not but i decide to head out, im sure the young female assistant gave me a knowing smile as i head out the door. Back in the car i kick myself for being so stupid and realise that if i am going to enjoy this weekend i will need to be more confident, not a real strong point for me.   I decide to get something to eat as ive had no food since Thursday evening. Just around the corner i find a Burger King. A quick burger meal then i head to the hotel. I sit in the carpark reading the paper waiting for the girls to arrive. Again so much goes through my mind and im starting to feel really nervous about the whole weekend. I am bought back to reality by a text message from Debs, Faye has picked her up from the airport and they are on their way. A short time later i recognise a blue Saab as it pulls up in the car park, and nearly flattens a hedge.  I nervously get out of the car and walk over. The first thing that happens is a big hug from Debs, then a hug from Faye. We stand and chat for a short while and i can honestly say from that first hug my confidence is growing and my nerves seem to have gone. We check in to the hotel laughing and joking all the time, we all end  up in rooms next to one another, so we head upstairs to get settled before we head off to London.   We all meet outside the rooms. Faye has changed while me and Debs are still in drab mode. Faye is muttering something about not looking good, but i think she looks great. We head to the car park put mine and Debs bags in the car and we are off to London. The drive is pretty uneventfull, but the chat in the car is good and we have a good laugh on the journey. The more we chat and laugh the more relaxed and confident i feel about the weekend. We arrive in London park the car and make our way to the Styke Me Quirky studio.   We get to the studio and call Pops to say we have arrived, by this time i am doing a stupid dance as i am busting for a pee, of course the girls are sympathetic about this, NOT, but we have a laugh about it. I my case a little laugh as i dont want to wet myself literally. Pops and Kelly come down to meet us and i make a mad dash for the loo. I return to find everyone chatting and getting on like a house on fire so i just join in the chat while we have a smoke before going in for the make over. Seeing Pops again is like meeting an old friend and we chat like you would with someone you see everyday. We finish our cigs and head into the studio. For me personally this makeover was much easier than the first as i feel at ease with the Style Me Quirky crew even though ive never met Kelly before. I will not go into the make over now, but i will say it was a blast especially when Cathy arrived.  you need to read Debs blog about her make over.   We leave the studio around midnight and head to Pops house for a quick drink before we head back to Milton Keynes. We chat for a while about the day and have a good laugh. On a personal note while having a smoke in the garden with just Pops we have a personal chat, and as much as Pops has found a client who will return when possible i would also class Pops as a friend who cares. We all say our farewells throw the bags in the car and we head back to Milton Keynes.   Driving back we chat about the day so far and we all agree it has been a great day. The drive back was a lot quicker, mainly because lack of traffic but also down to my heavy right foot, thank god the sat nav pics up speed cameras. Debs and Faye have a bit of a snooze on the way back, i know because i can here the radio.............lol. I must admit i cannot stop smiling all the way back as i have had a great day with a couple of great girls. At this time i would honestly say i was flagging having had such a long day, but when we get close to the hotel it is decided we will go to PP's and it was the right decision.   to be continued  
    8923 Posted by monique aka *mini Mon* h
  • This is my take on our girls weekend out in Milton Keynes arranged by Faye   For me the weekend started on thurs evening with packing, what to take what not to take? So i took way to much of everything. As i had booked for a make over at Style Me Quirky on the friday i packed two bags, one for friday, clothes for travelling back, two options ( i can never make my mind up what to wear) shoes, make up and loads of other stuff. The other bag was packed for saturday, even more shoes, 5 or 6 dresses, casual clothes, and way to much other stuff. Finally with everything packed it was off to bed to try to sleep, with the excitement building sleep eventually came in the early hours.   Friday morning arrives, the bags are put ih the car and im off. Driving to Milton Keynes so much goes through my mind. Will we all get on, what will the hotel and club be like, will i have the nerve to spend the whole weekend as Monique. Before i realise it I have arrived in Milton Keynes, way to early, its only 11.15. A quick check on the hotel location I decide to kill some time by going for a drive around. A quick trip up the road and i discover a shopping complex. So I decide to have a quick look around. First stop was TK Max, lots of cheap clothes but i dont have the nerve to look through the miles of rails as the shop is really busy. Next stop is Brantanos, here the problem is opposite, the shop is void of people and i feel very self concious walking around the womens shoes. I feel as though the sale assistants are watching me and laughing inside, im sure they are not but i decide to head out, im sure the young female assistant gave me a knowing smile as i head out the door. Back in the car i kick myself for being so stupid and realise that if i am going to enjoy this weekend i will need to be more confident, not a real strong point for me.   I decide to get something to eat as ive had no food since Thursday evening. Just around the corner i find a Burger King. A quick burger meal then i head to the hotel. I sit in the carpark reading the paper waiting for the girls to arrive. Again so much goes through my mind and im starting to feel really nervous about the whole weekend. I am bought back to reality by a text message from Debs, Faye has picked her up from the airport and they are on their way. A short time later i recognise a blue Saab as it pulls up in the car park, and nearly flattens a hedge.  I nervously get out of the car and walk over. The first thing that happens is a big hug from Debs, then a hug from Faye. We stand and chat for a short while and i can honestly say from that first hug my confidence is growing and my nerves seem to have gone. We check in to the hotel laughing and joking all the time, we all end  up in rooms next to one another, so we head upstairs to get settled before we head off to London.   We all meet outside the rooms. Faye has changed while me and Debs are still in drab mode. Faye is muttering something about not looking good, but i think she looks great. We head to the car park put mine and Debs bags in the car and we are off to London. The drive is pretty uneventfull, but the chat in the car is good and we have a good laugh on the journey. The more we chat and laugh the more relaxed and confident i feel about the weekend. We arrive in London park the car and make our way to the Styke Me Quirky studio.   We get to the studio and call Pops to say we have arrived, by this time i am doing a stupid dance as i am busting for a pee, of course the girls are sympathetic about this, NOT, but we have a laugh about it. I my case a little laugh as i dont want to wet myself literally. Pops and Kelly come down to meet us and i make a mad dash for the loo. I return to find everyone chatting and getting on like a house on fire so i just join in the chat while we have a smoke before going in for the make over. Seeing Pops again is like meeting an old friend and we chat like you would with someone you see everyday. We finish our cigs and head into the studio. For me personally this makeover was much easier than the first as i feel at ease with the Style Me Quirky crew even though ive never met Kelly before. I will not go into the make over now, but i will say it was a blast especially when Cathy arrived.  you need to read Debs blog about her make over.   We leave the studio around midnight and head to Pops house for a quick drink before we head back to Milton Keynes. We chat for a while about the day and have a good laugh. On a personal note while having a smoke in the garden with just Pops we have a personal chat, and as much as Pops has found a client who will return when possible i would also class Pops as a friend who cares. We all say our farewells throw the bags in the car and we head back to Milton Keynes.   Driving back we chat about the day so far and we all agree it has been a great day. The drive back was a lot quicker, mainly because lack of traffic but also down to my heavy right foot, thank god the sat nav pics up speed cameras. Debs and Faye have a bit of a snooze on the way back, i know because i can here the radio.............lol. I must admit i cannot stop smiling all the way back as i have had a great day with a couple of great girls. At this time i would honestly say i was flagging having had such a long day, but when we get close to the hotel it is decided we will go to PP's and it was the right decision.   to be continued  
    Mar 04, 2012 8923
  • 28 Jul 2010
    Day to day discussion of  life in the dual world.Quote of the day: Overheard on one of the "judge" shows on trash tv. One room mate tells another that she has multiple personalities. The woman replies to the other room mate (a TG girl)- that's funny because "you are a man". What was she implying? That Barton aka Brook were two different people? lol    Girls need beer too!I have observed this on several occasions...but never as clear cut as tonight. On several occasions (when I have been out with GG's) they have been real aggressive at the bar ordering more drinks. Tonight I understood why, as the female bartender waited on EVERY guy at the bar before turning her attention to me. Lesson learned! Success!  I learned tonight how to post directly to the blog from my cell phone. "Ain't technology grand?" Womanless Beauty Pageants...Look out "Miss America?"   This contestant in "Kilgore, Texas" recently proved that Texas can provide a few real pretty guys! Actually these events have been going on for awhile and are now starting to draw attention on the internet. If you go to the "Femulate" site listed here, the best of the best guys are featured. As we all know, a look such as this one just doesn't happen by accident. It is always fun to speculate how much "practice" some of the contestants put into the pageant! Older (2007) pageant winner. Only info I have is "her" name is Jacquelin.   
    8922 Posted by Jessie Hart
  • Day to day discussion of  life in the dual world.Quote of the day: Overheard on one of the "judge" shows on trash tv. One room mate tells another that she has multiple personalities. The woman replies to the other room mate (a TG girl)- that's funny because "you are a man". What was she implying? That Barton aka Brook were two different people? lol    Girls need beer too!I have observed this on several occasions...but never as clear cut as tonight. On several occasions (when I have been out with GG's) they have been real aggressive at the bar ordering more drinks. Tonight I understood why, as the female bartender waited on EVERY guy at the bar before turning her attention to me. Lesson learned! Success!  I learned tonight how to post directly to the blog from my cell phone. "Ain't technology grand?" Womanless Beauty Pageants...Look out "Miss America?"   This contestant in "Kilgore, Texas" recently proved that Texas can provide a few real pretty guys! Actually these events have been going on for awhile and are now starting to draw attention on the internet. If you go to the "Femulate" site listed here, the best of the best guys are featured. As we all know, a look such as this one just doesn't happen by accident. It is always fun to speculate how much "practice" some of the contestants put into the pageant! Older (2007) pageant winner. Only info I have is "her" name is Jacquelin.   
    Jul 28, 2010 8922