‘I can see it in my own reflection,
Something funny’s going on inside my mind’

Hey everyone, How’s life? Well I hope. I’m slacking. I’ve sloped off from the office to hide out in the Staff kitchen. No email client. The mobile’s on silent and my desk telephone is switched to voicemail. Just me, the lapop and a cup of herbal tea. Yeah, it’s sooo rock and roll eh? I know I should really be doing some work right now, but honestly, I really don’t give a monkey’s. I guess it’s a bit like stuffing your face full of cake. Deep down you know that the consequence is that you’re not going to be able to fit in your kegs (translation: trousers) but at the time you just want cake. So it is with slacking. […]

Read more

“Paint your fingernails at night / Style you hair in the bathroom light”

Hey y’all. Another week draws to a close eh? Time for another Friday night brain-splurge into the blog hive mind 🙂 They came. They saw. They had Chinese food. So Transpocalypse 2 (working title: Opus Dey Do, Don’t Do Don’t Dey) has been and gone. I’ve been reading the posts about those that went and it seems everyone had a good time. Meeting new folk is always nice (well, unless they’re armed and dangerous). Liverpool was just too far for me this year, plus I don’t think going away for 2 days would have gone down too well. I’m not disappointed (no, really) as there will be other times. I was too late for the Birmingham shindig being a Janey-come-lately […]

Read more

‘See the animal in his cage that you built / Are you sure what side you’re on?’

Hey kids… How’s it going? Jaysus, what a week… I’m glad that’s over and it’s the weekend. Woo-hoo! Not only that but it’s Transpocalypse too. Sadly, I won’t be going this year (family commitments), but you never know do you. To those of you going, have a good time and stay safe! Winter’s passed, spring and fall What is it with us humans and anniversaries? On Thursday, 27th January 2006 I pulled up outside a community centre in Arnold. I grabbed my rucksack off the back seat and headed inside. I was met by a nice lady who welcomed me to the group and told me where I could get changed. Thirty or fourty minutes later I’d packed my male stuff […]

Read more

“And before we talk of repentance / Try walking in my shoes”

Say kids, Another week shoots by. Almost time to rip another page off the calendar. Time flies huh? Dancing.. with tears in my eyes Possibly Midge Ure had been singing about dancing in heels, but I guess we’ll never know. I must confess I’m a bit of a dance junkie. I love it. There’s nothing quite like losing yourself in the moment and shaking your thang. I don’t understand folk who say “I don’t dance”. Yeah, well, neither do I really. It’s more like a organised riot of limbs, but really you’ve nothing to fear except ridicule and mild injury. Flippancy aside, dancing is a wonderful pastime and I find myself daydreaming about dancing / singing when listening to music. […]

Read more

“The TV life is working all right”

Hi everyone, How’s it going? All piglets fed and ready to fly? Good, good. Fly my porcine beauties, fly, fly and be free! While you where sleeping. I don’t know about you, but Christmas completely threw my sleep patterns. Late nights, late mornings then early nights because of an early start. In an ideal world, it would be late nights and late mornings! Sadly my employer doesn’t see it like that, but hey, you can’t have it all can you? 🙂 So – and at the risk of sounding like Jesse’s Diary – this week I have mostly been trying to get to bed earlier than previous. So far, so good. The sleeping plan was going well until Thursday. Thursday […]

Read more

Gift wrapped kittycats…..

Well, this paragraph on Becky’s blog has made my week! Isn’t it nice when something cool like this happens. Thanks, Becky. “Last but not least I’m enjoying YATGB by Lynn Jones. The acronym stands for “Yet Another T-Girl Blog”, but Lynn is really selling herself short, she writes well and thoughtfully. Although she doesn’t seem to work in IT or own a motorbike, so I’m not sure why she’s trans.” Why am I trans? Well, the short answer is because boy clothes are just too damned dull. I’ll give you a longer answer next time. Oh, I bet you can’t wait can you? 🙂

Read more