Month: April 2008

Hey peeps, Good week? I hope so. So what’s been going on in GenderLand then? Well, I was going to talk about spring cleaning and ‘are you a hoarder’ after I finally had a chuck out. It seems that spring has arrived because some of the other ladies from Chams had been doing the same thing. Ah, we’re just a slave to the seasons both in terms of fashion… and tidying up. 🙂 This weeks Chams was different for two reasons, firstly we had guests (more on that later) and as Sandi & Tracey where away, I had to open up. I must confess I was a bit nervous about it, but I’d got everything ready the night before, so […]

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Hello gentle readers, Earlier in the week I had the pleasure of eating my lunch under pale blue sky in a local park. I sat quietly on a bench enjoying the view. My telephone was set to silent and I had nothing to rush back to the office for. Just me, a tasty sandwich, the distant rush of traffic and the soft whisper of a breeze. I could hear birdsong as I’d switched off my MP3 player. It was one of those cherished moments of calm that, if you’re lucky, find you. What made it all the more enjoyable is that I hadn’t gone looking for it. I could have quite easily walked back to work, caught the bus or […]

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Hey peeps, How’re tricks? All good I hope! I’ve just come in from being sat in the garden enjoying the spring weather and now I’m being distracted by Futurama on Sky Three. So much for blogging while the TVs on. (Ed: no, not that type of TV). [ time passes ] Okay, now the gender-bending festival featuring Coilette has ended, I can start waffling on. 🙂 I went out to Chams the other night and it was good to catch up with friends. The group decided on a logo and following last month’s *ahem* wardrobe malady, dress code and other amendments to the group’s statement is firmly on the cards. After all, we wouldn’t want Joe Public to think we’re […]

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Hey there, You know how those old routines used to start with: “A funny thing happened on the way to the theatre”? Well, I had two slightly odd incidents this week… and I don’t even work in theatre. Two times where I’m glad I kept my trap shut rather than blurting out what’s rattling around my brain. The first incident was when I dropped my lad off at school. One of the mums – clearly a working mum – had on a pair of 20s style heels. I’d put money on them being the same ones I got from New Look the Christmas before last. I’ve got a pair just like them and they are probably the comfiest high heels […]

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