Rocks and stones

Hi, A couple of weeks ago at Chameleons, we had a researcher pop round. Yvonne was asking for volunteers to help, and yes, I did sign up. So, this week I cycled into to town and we ran through the questions. I won’t list then fully, nor my answers. Mainly because I feel they are now part of the research, and also, you probably know most of them. Come on, I’ve been blogging for a decade or so, so most of these are out there 🙂 The thing is, after our chat, and as I cycled back, my mind turned over some of the memories. Sometimes I wonder if the mind is like a river. The fast flow of the […]

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Temptation

Hi, The Night Before a Night Out It’s Wednesday night and I’ve just about packed a bag. I say just about, as I’m not quite sure what I’ll be wearing on Thursday. Why do I get this? Why is deciding what to wear so tricky? I opened my wardrobe and ignoring the bloke work shirts that are on the right, there’s tops, pretty skirts, leggings, jeans and the odd bit of sparkle. To my left, there’s the tall cupboard, which, if I’m honest, is 60% mine; filled with dresses and my only coat. Well, my only ‘Lynn’ coat, because I’m not really an outdoors trans person. Okay, mostly. 🙂 Instead, I’ve hedged my bets with an old favourite, a wrap […]

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Training day

Hi, At the last Chams meeting, I was trying out an office outfit. Not because I’m changing jobs, or ‘changing’ at work, if you pardon the clumsy pun. No, I was seeing if I could manage a day time / office worker look. This is all because a few weeks ago, a local youth charity got in touch, asking if they could have some trans* awareness training. Well, having done some for a legal group not so long ago, why not? And if so, why not in Lynn mode? Well, given the state of my nerves at 9 AM, the answer would be fear 😉 But, much as fear occasionally serves as a not-so-gentle warning – you know, second thoughts […]

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Cutting down

Hi, How’s things? Hopefully ticking along nicely. I have, at least for me, some minor good news. Over the last few weeks, a few friends have been saying how they’ve lost weight. I would usually reply that I’d found it. Well, it seems I had the tipping point about two weeks ago. I was after some smart trousers (see later) and while trying on my go to size, 16, I realised that unless I started to cut down, it would be sayonara 16, as much as it was farewell 14. What raised a wry smile was the recollection that as I got dressed (in bloke clothes) each morning, I was snubbing jeans or t-shirts that no longer fit. Instead, plumping […]

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The right kind of weird

Hi, Last month the Jones Massive were out for a meal with some old friends, who were visiting from overseas. There was much merriment, hugs, great food and talk about families, getting old, jobs and, of course, the state of the world. Don’t worry, I shan’t go in to the latter. I’m sure you have your own world views, just as I do. Midway through the meal, B turned to me and said: “You the best thing about meeting up after all these years? You all get my sense of humour. I don’t feel weird with you folks. We can pick up pretty much as if no time as passed.“ Usually, this would cause a Brit to do one of […]

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