Sunset

Hi, Last night was Chameleons and usually we’d have the obligatory What I Wore photo, commentary of the last minute nerves, and other news. But not today. When I woke this morning, our beautiful boy dog’s cancers had grown massively in the night. When we embarked on his treatmen and asked how would we know when it was time, both the vet and a local rescue charity had said we would know when it was. We knew he was slowing down on his walks, yet the night before he was his usual cheeky self. Welcoming on our trip to the shops, making himself known when Wee Man had uneaten pizza crusts on a plate. Today was the day we knew […]

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Funny shaped dice

Hi, Ah, the luxury of a long weekend shines forth once again. Yes, with the Jones Crew not heading in holiday this summer – what with family health, doggo worries, exam results, and that old devil COVID – the Ever Lovely Mrs J and I are using up or holiday by taking shorter weeks at work. I’m rather liking it as there’s times in booking a break that it just adds more stress to the general huff and puff of life. That aside, I’ve been enjoying the weekly podcasts from Mermaids UK and if you’re not yet listening in, there’s a list of them here. It’s a collection of different presenters from around the Trans community and they talk about […]

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Time and tide

Hi, I was going to start with ‘the funny thing about being genderfluid is…’ but I stopped as it felt like the warm up to a joke. I am now feeling a bit of pressure to say something amusing, but that’s unlikely to happen 🙂 A while ago, someone asked me what did being genderfluid felt like to me and the answer I gave was it was like the tide and a walk by the sea. It’s just a matter of time before the water rolls in and I start to feel that I’d like to express/appear/be the fancier version of who I am. As a midlander while I understand how the Moon affects the sea, the actual timings remain […]

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Don’t tell the kids

Hi, While reading the news this morning, I stumbled upon the story around Hungarian government’s anti LGBTQ stance. I’m not going to pick up on that because, well, either we’ll agree it’s not a good thing and get cross, or we’ll not agree and still get cross. 🙂 What piqued my interest was the reported comment from Xavier Bettel (Prime Minister of Luxembourg) and is out as a gay man, “I did not become gay because of something I saw on TV.” In my personal experience of being the T in the LGBTQ+ community – oh, and I do mean trans, and not “twit” or other insults 😉 – as a child, I knew something was up long before I […]

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Whispers from the wrong side

Hi, Yesterday was a Chams meeting and with the heat wave this week, I decided not to pack a bag. When I arrived and started to set the room up, the AC unit said it was 30C. Yikes. 🙂 I’m not sure what would be on the floor first: me or the makeup I’d applied 😁 The funny thing about turning up in bloke mode is…. sometimes, it makes me doubt myself, or more accurately, my authenticity. Am I just, well, making it all up? I think the truth of it is no, I’m not. I’ve been on this gender circus (no clown references please 😉) for most of my life and I think I’ve been at a point where […]

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Fuzzy illogic

Hi, Given the rising temperatures in Dear Old Blighty and working from home, it’s been a case of shorts for the last few months. Regular readers will know of my slight issue around fuzzy pins, but you have to do what you can to make the best of things. It seems that my legs have decided to become openly bi-gender. The outside of them have gone bald, whereas the inside step remain slightly fuzzed. It’s slightly perplexing and thinking back to summers of yesteryear, a process that started on its own. I had a look online. Really just in case of might it be something serious (thankfully not, although maybe I should cut down on plutonium tea 🙂) and a […]

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