“Between the lines of fear and blame,
And you begin to wonder why you came…”


Man, I’m glad the weekend is here. What a week! 🙂 Nothing bad to report, just the bits at work have been very frantic. I’m glad that’s behind me.

Thursday night was a bit different. As the usual hosts (and hostesses) were away, I had the honour of opening up for the group. As Mrs Jones is out tonight, I got an early pass and was off to the centre to sort things out.

Tables and chairs done, I nipped into the side room to get changed and I was pretty much done (just putting my lippy on) when the first person walked in. I picked up the dress last year during the summer sales and while it’s shorter than I’d usually wear. with opaques and boots, I’m okay with it… I just have to watch how I sit down! 🙂

Anyhoo, Jane had kindly brought along an award certificate from Nottingham Rainbow – a local county-wide LGBT group – that she’d collected on behalf of the group. It was to celebrate how long the group had been running for and for the work they’d done in helping people.

I suppose looking from outside, or perhaps looking in as a non-trans person, you may wonder what that work is. Well, most of the time we sit around, talk and drink tea. It’s very British. 🙂 But jokes aside, that’s all that can be required sometimes. I mean, think back to what it was like before you got your head around who you were. Indeed, maybe you’re still finding out. After all, it takes time and sometimes a little help: a friendly face and the chance for a chat with someone who can (hopefully) understand.

What goes on at the group – well, that’s one thing I do get asked about a few times. It is a lot of sitting about and talking, but then I enjoy a similar level of socialising with my mates down the pub. The only difference is at Chams, I don’t have to watch what I say. There are no secrets and that, for me at least, is very liberating.

Later on, we cleared up and I got changed. I wasn’t long but most folk had started to leave by that time and I was left to lock up. That’s something I’ve never had to do and it was kinda odd: pulling the door shut with my clothes all packed away and my face bare, it seemed like a chapter ending. At least, a chapter from a well loved and enjoyable book – with luck, one I shall be coming back to again.

Take care and I hope the weekend is kind to you,

[ Today’s lyric: How to Save a Life by The Fray ]

PS: In other blog news, Staci – she of Femulate fame – has posted one of those before and after group shots. It’s a subject that somehold grabs my attention. Not sure I’m brave enough to show you all how I look 99% of the time 🙂 ]


  1. I think I would enjoy your group or being a part of any group. I think fellowship is important and I have never found one where I felt I truly belong outside of work functions. I would also enjoy the British aspect. I love the flow of your speech; my Grandparents were English and my sister is just a cute blond brit now and you speak the same phrases. I absolutely love it!

  2. Don’t really have anything extra to add to your main post today 🙂

    As for your PS. Wow, they look great don’t they? (Except the slacker on the left!) I definitely don’t have the courage for a before and after. A good detective could probably link me to my boy identity, but I’ll stick with plausible deniability thanks!

  3. T.C.G: It’s a long way to come for a night out, but if you did, you’d be very welcome!

    So you’re a closet Brit huh? 🙂 At least I won’t need to offer a translation service 😀

    Pandora: Is was that dull then? 😛

    Yeah, those… uhhh… people in the photo did a good job. Some more than others. 🙂

    Spookily enough, I’d been wondering if the Chams Posse would be willing to do a before and after. It wouldn’t go on-line, just more for our amusement. A tag line of “what do these guys all have in common?” 😀

    On the subject of secret IDs, I was talking a a new lady at the group who was a bit worried about that. I think the group members are very understanding and no-one wants to out someone for the hell of it.

  4. I can understand the concerns some might have with photos given the delight some take in ruining other’s lives for their own fun!

    The world shouldn’t be that way, yet is, sadly!

    Fellowship is important; trying to survive this world is heard enough without doing it alone!


  5. I like to think those photos you linked to were taken only a few seconds apart – it was during the brief gap between them that the femulation fairy fluttered by, waved her magic wand, and POOF! (One can only wonder why the guy at the far left proved so immune to her powers!)

  6. Alan: Life would certainly be far duller without a friends. It would also mean less birthdays to remember. 🙂

    Zosimus: LOL. That poor guy at the end, he’s either very new to it, or he’s the token non-tranny in the group.

  7. According to typealyzer.com (well, I had to, didn’t I?) your blog identifies your personality type as “ESFP – The Performers”.

    It says:

    “The entertaining and friendly type. They are especially attuned to pleasure and beauty and like to fill their surroundings with soft fabrics, bright colors and sweet smells. They live in the present moment and don´t like to plan ahead – they are always in risk of exhausting themselves.

    The enjoy work that makes them able to help other people in a concrete and visible way. They tend to avoid conflicts and rarely initiate confrontation – qualities that can make it hard for them in management positions.”

    Sounds like a pretty good way for a tranny to be, to me!

  8. Lucy: Maybe we need a members only before and after 🙂

    Suomy: You’re not the only one who couldn’t resist usng that site 🙂 But I’m a blogger – and a tranny – so anything that’s me-me-me is going to draw my attention 😀

    Flippancy aside, it’s not wholly inaccurate. My planning is awful – ironic considering the bulk of my working life is all about planning.

    What did you get BTW?

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