Year: 2007

Howdy folks, Sometimes writing a blog entry can be rather tricky. It’s not that I deliberate over each and every word, or look for the right hook or gag to stick in. Moreover, sometimes there’s so much going around my head that I struggle to focus on one particular image. Right now, I’m sat in a faceless hotel down south with the laptop on my knee (Ed: is that a song?) listening to Peter Kay. Now, there’s a funny man. Very sharp. After a week with my family, I’m really missing them. Don’t get me wrong, I like a bit of me time every now and again, but after the week we had together, I’m feeling rather lost without them. Funny, […]

Hello Little Misses and Mr Men, The week is over! Let’s rock!! The Mumtrix has you Did you catch the IT Crowd when it was on? I rather enjoyed it. I wonder if they’ll be another series? Anyhoo, there’s an episode where Roy picks up the phone, dumps it on a speaker and flicks on a tape. While the person on the other end prattles on, the tape repeats soothing noises (uh-huh, yeah, right, really?) before cluminating in suggesting a reboot. So why am I sharing this little peak into the world of IT? (Ed: ‘Cos your paid by the word?) Well, it’s because telephone conversations with my Mum (God bless her) are very much like that. Take today for example, she rings up say hello and […]

Hello peeps, No lyrical tie-in today – it’s a quote instead. You can search for the source if you’re really that bothered (bovvered?). Half day at the office. Ahhh… bliss. Wait a mo? Shouldn’t I be getting glammed up. Isn’t that what crossdressers do? Bummer. Failed again. 🙂 Comedy Humour is a strange beast. In some ways, it’s a bit like being cool – or at least I imagine so. Try too hard for it and it is impossible to achieve. Some appear to have it in spades, others never will. It has the power to bring us from the depths of dispair, unite us in joy or, in the case of satire, make us question and challenge what our […]

Yesterday’s blog post didn’t do it for me. It’s not how I feel. Something seemed to be missing. Structure? Flow? I can’t put my finger on it. Right now I feel I’ve just fell out the end of a whirlwind. A twister of confusion and frustration. Maybe I’m over-reacting about the recent events at Chams (Ed: a blogger over react? Shurely shome mishtake) and it’ll all come out the wash. Well, provided someone doesn’t put a red sock in with the whites. Then everyone will be fighting over who gets to wear the pink shirt. 🙂 Still, it is now the weekend and you can put those thoughts aside. Today’s a day of going down the park, grocery shopping and […]

Hey folks, Hope you had a good week. The FBI and Wookies I was down the pub – lunchtime drinking, it’s great – and talk somehow got on to surveillance (as you do). Someone mentioned every ones favourite cross dressing FBI director (or so the rumour mill says). After the talk about how many files he’d kept on celebs of the day, conversation swung around to his (alleged) hobbies. “Oh, he batted for the other side didn’t he?” one of the new lads piped up. Ahhh… fave trans misconception number 1. You’re wearing a frock, so clearly you’re a friend of Dorothy. This doesn’t offend me, it’s a common misconception. Does it work the other way I wonder? Are you […]

Hey y’all, Sick Note Bit of a strange day today. I woke up feeling rougher than a badger’s behind. BTW, does anyone know the origin of that oh-so polite phrase? Can badgers really sand down a table with their bums? 🙂 More importanly, how do folk know? Maybe it’s a Vet thing. (“Pass the long gloves, son – oh, and hold my watch would you.”) Anyway, a rang in sick and slept just about all day. Seriously, I’m beginning to think that I’m not trans but actually a cat trapped in a man’s body. I can sleep just about anywhere and I was chased by dogs last week. 🙂 Fingers crossed that I’ll be better for Notts Chams tomorrow night. […]