Year: 2016

A series of lessons

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Hi, After last week’s post in which I reset and started over, you’d think that I’d start to keep a note of ideas. An idea came to me as I was listening to the radio and driving to work. Ah, I must put that on a slip of paper, I thought to myself… and then promptly forgot. Gah! I guess this is what separates the triers from the capable, eh? Still, lessons learned! Note to self: make a note quickly. 🙂 The long drought of all Jack and no Jill – I so hope that’s not slang for something kinky – has been broken, as it was Chameleons in what was starting to feel like an age. So it goes […]

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Trousers: it’s all in the cut

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Hi, It’s been a long two weeks since the last Chameleons. A *ahem* mere 21 days between meetings, but who’s counting? 🙂 In days go by, I think I would have been thinking about climbing the walls. As time has gone on (Ed: nearly as much as you have, dear), some times, the gaps don’t seem as bad. Maybe it’s the weather, or the gentle acceptance that I’ll be fab again soon enough, I don’t seem to get into the funk that I once did. Reasons to be cheerful eh? 🙂 Talking of looking back, I was at work the other day when a colleague passed me, wearing some rather fancy, tailored trousers. There was that brief moue from the […]

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Quiet reflection

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There are times when the words tumble from me like so much water over a cliff. Out they pour, backed by the need to get The Thought clear of my mind and to the screen, to freedom. This may be a blog post, a joke or even a scene from some imagined story. A short burst of clarity where all is as it should be and there is only the fast clack of keys, or the rushing patterns swiped around the smartphone’s screen. Those moments of brilliance are fanned with urgency. A haste to ride the thoughts as far as they’ll take me because in a moment, the everyday will crash in and the glorious flood of creativity will run […]

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Lessons from the past. Lessons for the future.

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Hi, A long time ago, in a city centre, far, far away, was a young lad from the sticks. I say, lad, but outward appearances can be deceiving and the lies we tell ourselves, doubly so. Said young chap was visiting a polytechnic to see what their software engineer course was all about. He was handy with computers, you see. A bit pants at everything else, but if you can turn your hand to something and escape the sticks, he thought, why not give it a spin? A lecturer turned up and took him and about two dozen other folk around the faculty. Lathes, CADCAM, routers; all that kind of stuff. As the young lad paused by a robotic arm, […]

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Please. Just stop.

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Hi, Maybe it’s my age, or maybe it’s just the news, but I’m beginning to wonder: is everything political? This week has seen the brutal murder of LGBT people in America, and the killing of a Member of Parliament, in the UK. I know there are people who really don’t like gay or trans people. I get that, you don’t and much as I don’t understand you; I don’t wish you hurt or suffering. Maybe I wish you’d think again and understand that we’re people, before any other label, but if I could wish for something, it would be a hard call between world peace, or early retirement on full pay. 🙂 There are some T folk I know who […]

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“I have a really bad feeling about this.”

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Hi, This week has been somewhat of a strange journey. The Good, the Bad, the Average and Unique, as a favourite band of mine once sang. Let’s start with the good stuff and end of a high, eh? The Good… I was so glad to see the rain today. Down it came, in sheets and torrents, spilling through flooded gutters and pooling in patterned puddles, that danced under the droplets. And yes, down came the temperature and the cloying heat that had hung about Nottingham. Hot weather, nice for lazing around in, bad news for trans folk and folk at work. Outside for a change Thursday night was a night out to Chameleons and it was bordering on too warm. […]

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