Month: April 2007

Hey, Good weekend? I hope so. Fabby weather! AGM Last week’s meeting was a bit different. We had an Annual General Meeting. You can tell it was important because it had capital letters (Ed: English is just an nationality to you, isn’t it Lynn?). Anyhoo, it went rather well (IMO). I had a bit of a wardrobe dilema over what to wear. In the end, I went for my hippy skirt (brown + tie dye), a biscuit coloured top, the usual fishnets (not back on to plain yet) and my favourite heels (not sure about flats yet). Someone said I looked like a secretary, which made me laugh! Maybe I’ll take a photo in to the admin team at work […]

Hi kids, No lyric today, although to be honest The Smiths or The Manic Street Preachers could have provided suitable material. Today’s title is from Mary Ann Evans, or to use her homme name [wink], George Elliot. Hmmm, a guy pretending to be a woman quoting a female author with a male pen name. Coo, post-modern eh? 🙂 Don’t be fooling into thinking I’m well read – I’m just quick with a search engine. I don’t know what I find interesting about quotes or sound bites (to use a modern term). Perhaps it’s the joy of language. Talking of which, a couple of posts ago I had a bit of cod Polari and after leafing through a few sites on […]

Yesterday I felt rage. All day I could feel it building, simmering underneath the social veneer like an animal pacing against the bars of a cage. I don’t like to be angry, it’s not good for me. You say things you don’t really mean and everyone gets hurt. I like calm; you can think things through rather than blurting out the first thing that roars from your subconscious. It wasn’t anything anyone had said to me, nor something I had or hadn’t done. Just a combination of little events that when coupled together built into something less than pleasant. No, actually that’s not really true. If I’m honest, I was angry because I couldn’t help H. She was ill and […]

So were you glued to the box Tuesday night watching Leia, Kim and Sue try their hardest for the big pagent? If you missed it, maybe 4OD can help you out. I won’t spoil the ending. What I will say is that the programme is more – and forgive the cliche – about the journey rather than the destination. To be honest, I found the pagent thing a little weird and if it’s anything like Miss World is now, there’s a lot more politics involved. The start of the programme on ‘being a TV’ if you will, was (IMO) very good. It rang a few bells with me and I found myself nodding in agreement to some of the soundbites […]

The Merry Men The bona bijou City of Nottingham is packed with omi-polone and beancoves? I couldn’t believe my orbs! [BTW, apologies for the ropey Polari] I got this link from Penny’s blog (Idle Thoughts, Furious Musings). It’s about Nottingham being the 7th Most Gay City in England & Wales. How gay our celtic cousins are, I’m not sure. Let’s think: the national dress that shows off manly legs, they’re nation of hardmen, like a good time and going out seems a national pastime. Nah…. 🙂 But what would I know, I’m only a bit Scots. (Ed: but which bit?) Anyhoo – Gay Nottingham? I must confess it makes me feel a little bit cosmopolitan! I’d like to think that the […]

Evening all, Pop Pickers In some ways, trans folk are much like indie bands. Some arrive on the scene, do a few gigs and disappear. You wonder where they went and what they’re up to now. Perhaps the everyday struggle against the daily grind wears them down and they simply give up. Occasionally bands will re-surface with a slightly different line-up, but you know you’ve heard these guys before. The odd few may persevere and make the jump into the mainstream; shifting from My Space to the Big Leagues. Media appearances aren’t unknown and other indie bands may be looking up to them for inspiration (or if they’re ego-centric, knock them down). A rarer few will shift sound completely and […]