Slap

Hi, A late post from Yours Truly, as the school holidays are now under way for the Jones Massive. Both Wee Man and Little Miss have been in need of some down time. To be away from both the routine of early mornings and all day in a class room. They’re not the only one in need of a break too, the Ever Lovely Mrs J will, I’m sure, appreciate dodging the multiple bullets of half a work afternoon, the dash home to collect the kids and start the tea. Meanwhile, I’m still bashing the rocks together, at work, before crawling home in the evening traffic. Not, that I’m complaining, the commute could be a lot worse and I do […]

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There in the storm

Hi, I don’t know about you, but I find the run up to Christmas, can be a bit fraught. I suppose, it’s all about how much effort you put in. For me, there’s family stuff, work stuff and, of course, trans stuff. I would say it’s like juggling three balls, but that’s only setting myself up for some smutty giggling. 🙂 Little Miss had her school play this week and, bless her, it’s wiped her out. Four performances in three days and a slightly later than usual bedtime, do not a good rest make. Or, some of those words in slightly different order. I can’t work out if I’m channelling Yoda, or the great Mr Morecambe. American readers may wish […]

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Echo chamber

Hi, The thing with skipping lunch, is I don’t feel guilty when I go home a little earlier than scheduled. Ah, those dinner time meetings, where you’re told to bring a snack and *ahem* man up. I’ve never asked, but I assume any women attending the meeting, must draw on a ‘tache, with either mascara or a rare-as-rocking-horse-poo whiteboard marker. Oddly, HR don’t seem to quite so on board with a) people not taking a break, and b) said people then sloping off early as they feel they’ve done their hours. Still, HR’s there to protect the business, not necessarily the individual. Shame, but there you go. So, due to a lunchtime meeting being my meal ticket home – see […]

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