“Still looking for answers if only one,
Turn my back the urge has gone.”

Hey all, I remember Monday fairly well. The journey to school, packing bags, wading through work emails. After that, everything seems like a bit of a blur. Not a drunken or robotic loss of memory, just… well, this big rush and then I found out it was Thursday. I like my time at work to go quickly, but maybe not quite so quickly! 🙂 Funny, but as a kid, you’d be sat in your least favourite lesson – Maths, no French… no, most of them if I’m honest – and how the time dragged. A whole 40 minutes of being sat at a desk. But now? Forty minutes is just a good kip or a ride home if the traffic’s bad. I […]

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“You can check it all out, it’s the weapon of choice”

Hey all, Nothing but good news this week… as way of a change 😉 No distant bark of the black dog. Maybe it’s been blown away by the recent gales? You can but hope eh? With a smile from Lady Luck and a few TXTs, I got the meeting agreed with the Avon Ladies. I had a slight wardrobe brain fail on the Wednesday and so I did my usual of packing two outfits. This time, the kilt-style skirts, new top, leggings, spare tights, two sets of boots and some skinnies just in case. Maybe that was a tad overkill, even for me, but despite trying to lay the items on the bed and decide, my mind was a bit […]

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“If you only knew what the future holds,
After a hurricane comes a rainbow…”

Hi folks, How’s things? All good I trust. In my neck of the woods? Okay now, but the start of the week… well, I think I had to prepare a spare bed for the Black Dog. Irksome so-and-so, he’d moved in over the weekend. Why I’ve not idea, maybe trans stuff or maybe just a slump in the old brain chemistry. I wish I knew. 🙂 Still, plenty of work and some good laughs with the Ever Lovely Mrs Jones and that sent him packing. I’ve just got in – hence the later than usual post – from a very nice meal with Mrs J. Not so good for the waistline, but certainly very good for the soul. While we […]

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“Somewhere on a Monday morning,
In the rush hour of another day…”

Hi, As way of a change this post is live and direct. Actually, no, that’s not true is it. What if you are reading this a week later? 🙂 Okay, what I mean is that I’ve not been working on this one, adding bits and bobs as the week rolls along. I suppose that may be in part because I’ve had Monday and Friday off this week. It’s half-term, so me and Wee Man have been amusing ourselves with this, that and the other. That’s a lot of words when really I could have said: this post is unplanned 😉 Tuesday saw my last session with the counselor. I think it went well, although I still feel that I’ve yet to hit […]

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“I was breaking out of my own skin,
Choking upon release,
I’m in no state, to judge you…”

Hi folks, Winter seems to have arrived. Frozen windscreens, leaves turning brown and a rush to get the kids into their coats before we go. All the apples have gone from the trees in our garden. Many have been boxed or given away. We had a bumper crop this year. Stuff to be thankful for eh? Then today, a bright dose of late sunshine to melt the cobwebs away. Tuesday Therapy time again. We seem to have fixed it all to the trans railroad and off we go along it. I’ve been keeping a track of my moods, just a series of dots in Notepad. Any day that’s more than a 5, I think of that as being typical; normal […]

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“You’re in and you’re out,
You’re up and you’re down.”

Hi peeps, Before we dive into this week’s wittering, I think I should take the time to say thanks. A number of you commented, PM’d or emailed me over last week’s troubles and I found that deeply touching. You didn’t have to and for you doing so, I’m grateful. Thank you. Tuesday Laptops, they’re a bit Martini aren’t they? Not so much shaken not stirred, although today’s appointment did turn over a few stones… Where was I? Oh yes, tortured analogies. 🙂 Any time, any place, anywhere. All you need is a WiFi signal and you’re good to go. Well, okay, a full battery helps too. 😉 So here I am, holed up in a quiet room, sarnies to the […]

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