Magical

Hi, Long time readers will know I’m not on Twitter, Facebook, etc, although I do pop up on Reddit from time to time. You may have seen the long term story around J K Rowling’s tweets and allegations around her support of gender critical views. I’m not going to go into that here. What I am going to mention, is Daniel Radcliffe’s article over on the Trevor Project. Frankly, it is a beautifully written, positive, and supportive piece. Its eloquence lies in what the much loved Harry Potter stories mean to young fans, some of which may be somewhere along the Trans spectrum, and how such a discussion around the author’s views may be affecting their love of the stories. […]

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Winging it

Hi, A few weeks back, I was listening to colleague talk about their worries. It wasn’t long before they mentioned Imposter Syndrome. Perhaps you’ve had a visit from this irksome whisperer: they will find you out, they know you don’t know, everyone’s on it except you… It was mentioned in the Chams forum by Midnight, and that jogged my memory of the above. Like many folks, I’ve felt the proverbial whisperings. When I’m writing this stuff, when I’m working with the team at work, or when I get ready in Lynn mode. Before heading out, my hand has waivered by the handle: am I ready to face the world? or who am I to lead a talk on being trans? […]

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Don’t be that.

Hi, As a straight white bloke from a middle class background, I think I’ve got a fair old chuck of privilege. The schools were pretty good where I was born, my folks cared for me, and despite some minor bullying/outing, I passed through life pretty easily all things considered. No one yells abuse of “go back home”. People don’t tell me smile more. I don’t get leered at, touched up, groped, or have my chest stared at. I don’t fear for my safety when the night draws in. People don’t look at me like I’m a criminal or a terrorist. People listen to me because I’m a man. If I was to be stopped by the Police, I’d be nervous, […]

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Small mercies

Hi, Ooo, it’s the magic of a Friday night. The whole weekend stretched out before you in a seemingly endless swathe of possibilities. Well, maybe not actually endless, we are socially distancing still and lots of things are still closed 🙂 Midweek, the good folk who run the Community Centre where Chams meets got in touch. It send that as the government start to relax lockdown – I think I’m with the scientists on this – the Centre is preparing to reopen. That certainly stressed the word preparing and so will I. As much as I would love to see everyone again, be outside in the beautiful Spring sunshine, and being pretty once again, I think we may have a […]

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Meeting in the Old World

Hi, Last week I happened to be talking to a work colleague about room bookings. I know, the white heat of battle, right? 😉 Stay with me as we skip over that slip into lightspeed… 😀 Given we’re what, two months in or so, into working remotely, I almost feel that the memories of commuting are vague and distant. Almost as those of dressing up, but that may be another story for another time. 🙂 As our online chat concluded, I thought back to how that might have gone before. A group of us leaving different parts of the firm (that’s half an hour); to wait outside for umpteen minutes because the previous folk overran; before giving up on waiting, […]

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