Crikey, writing a blog post on Saturday. Tut tut and I haven’t even got a note from my mum to to explain my lateness. 😉 Hmm, there’s a thought and also an awkward conversation! 🙂
Hi, Mum. Remember I told you back in the 90s I’d stopped dressing? Yeah, well, it turns out that stopping was just a phase and I’m much more myself. No, Mrs J is fine and no, the kids don’t know I’m trans. Well, if they do, they’ve not said anything. Anyway, I’ve been running a blog for the last decade or two, and I was wondering if you write me a note to explain why I was late posting? Oh, yeah, I tend to write every Friday. But no pressure if you’re busy in the garden 😁
Yes, perhaps not a good idea. I wouldn’t want to derail their weekend.
Somehow – or more accurately, someone – gave me a cold and it was a belter. I think I was sneezing every ten seconds or so, and along with the other symptoms, I wasn’t feeling great. I am hoping it doesn’t infect anyone at home nor at Chams. I was fine before I went out, so who knows. The main thing is it seemed a one day thing and I’m over the worse. Plus, not being ill at the weekend is a win in my book.
Given the above, I wasn’t in a place to really write anything. Yeah, I know this blog is often mostly an open diary, what Lynn did next, piccies, or occasional other stuff, but, no…
I could’ve written about what’s going on in the world, but firstly plenty of more informed (and less informed 😋) folk do that already. Plus, I enjoy reading about other trans folk, so if I write what I want to read, there’s that.
There’s the old phrase of the best revenge is to live well, and this seems pertinent given the times we are living through. We being folk who are trans. I think we are still finding our way and language is changing to catch up with who we are. That, and as the law often drags behind the reality, we’re seeing the usual model play out of those who want progress, those who accept, those who exercise caution, and those who are dead against change.
What’s distorting the latter group seems not to be those who have legitimate concerns, but who seek to exploit the situation for their own political goals. That, IMO, is not okay. The same old distraction technique to rile folk up and draw them to your side. I remain hopeful that people will begin to see through that and maybe we can reach an informed compromise.
On an unrelated note – or perhaps on the subject of change and progress – happy 30th birthday Stonewall. 🎂 Maybe you could pop by and slip them a few quid for the good work that they do. Oh, and the above link also lists 30 items of good news. I think we’re living in a time where we can do with being reminded of the good things in life.
To close on some good news, I had a great time out at Chams – despite forgetting my nail polish remover and old school camera. Whoops.
Pat had forgotten to pack a necklace, so I gifted her one of my old ones I don’t wear. Sometimes, I think it’s good for the soul to think of others and maybe spread a little cheer where you can. Random acts of kindness and all that.
It seems the community centre had prepared a makeshift golden throne for photo ops, given Liz’s upcoming celebrations. I feel it would have been rude not to, so here we go 🙂
I guess I better get the snaps off my phone and backed up somewhere safe. Dad, who’s this lady with your nose? 😁