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Stepping stones

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Hi, How’s things with you? Hopefully good! Flown the nest Last weekend Child 2.0 and I made our way up the country to help settle him in to his chosen university. The Ever Lovely Mrs J stayed home to keep an eye on the hounds, and because – bless her – she’d come down with a seasonal lurgi. Cue much unpacking, avoiding crowds, and then a wander around the campus to find the important spots. No, not the bar; the library, shop, and next week’s lecture halls. I’m so proud of our boy for facing his social anxiety and taking himself far away from his comfort zone. We’ve kept in touch via messaging (thank you Signal – secure, open source, […]

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All about the ‘bers

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Hi, Ah, how my mood and spirits lift as the season shifts. The warm orange hue of the trees, cooler mornings, and a slight chill to the morning. How I have missed your September, October, etc. All the ‘bers 🥰 Better The DeWookification continues to deliver in terms of body acceptance and dispelling the Dysphoria Goblin. Likewise the careful application of some nail protector means my paws – until after Chams – remain slightly polished, rather than their usual dullness. As much as this is ‘yet another transgender blog’ 🙂 it’s true that there are others things in life – or perhaps more accurately, my life – that bring joy: not having to rush to be somewhere; a stroll through […]

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The Tide

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Hi, Ah, what to write about today eh, dear reader? Well, it’s not going to be the news because I’m still not reading it. 😐 Apparently there’s been some sports thing involving lots of running about and a ball. I know that doesn’t narrow things down because a lot of sport seems to do with one or both of those requirements. Okay, except archery or shooting, but I find it wise not to rib folk who can assassinate you at a distance. 😉 Umm, not that anyone who excels at such a sport would do such a thing. They’re very lovely people! 😁 Okay, so flippancy aside… Oh, and I was going to call this ratcheting, but apparently that – […]

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Inspired

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Hi, Ah the warmth of the turning to spring, a day off, and a proverbial pocketful of, uhh, positives. What’s not to like? 🙂 Lights in dark woods I could’ve said ‘literary inspo’, but I are an Old, and not down with ‘da kidz’. Do you still put ‘yo’ on the end of that to maintain your props or cred? Sorry, I mean ‘rizz’. 🙃 Okay, enough with the unhip dadness vibes. I’m GenX, so I don’t give a ***k 😁 [ breath…. and focus ] I do not read as much as I used to. Like most of my hobbies, they lean towards the geeky and nerdtastic, because that’s exactly the sort of things I like. Left of the […]

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Ignoring the stream of negativity

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Hi, After last week’s micro-wobble, a visit to Chams to see friends and some time out of ‘bloke mode’ has done me a world of good. Funny that such a simple thing – well, I say simple! – helps me settle and become comfortable again. I suppose that “birds of a feather” phrase, in that it’s people who get it, and who understand. No need to keep the proverbial mask on, and conversations flows naturally, with no second guessing. Maybe a shorter phrase would be authenticity 🙂 But, this all this helps. Reasons indeed to be thankful. Self Care At the start of the week, I tried a bit of self-care to help push the cobwebs away, and let in […]

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Colour me happy

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Hi, Ah, hello Long Weekend! Well, for we part-timing part-timers, every weekend is a long one. It may sting in the wallet, but it feels good in the soul 🙏 Ah, there’s a nice dose of Posiblogging! 🥰 Today’s post will be very much What Happened At Chams. I mean, we could talk about a lying liar who lies, and why a certain result didn’t matter to them. But who wants to hear about liars? Well, except when they’re caught out 😉 Let’s move on! Cue big queues I was a little later setting off that usual on Thursday night. Not by any great amount, but – like the school run and the rush hour – the wrong fifteen minutes […]

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