Tag: history

Daring to dream

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Hi, It’s been a somewhat odd day today. To start with, it’s a holiday weekend for the UK and given where I work, I get an extra day on Tuesday. Talk about a long weekend… and not that I’m complaining. 🙂 The Ever Lovely Mrs J, myself and our two nippers had gone into town to get new school shoes for the kids. While we were there, we stopped off at a bookshop. Yeah, I know you can get books cheaper on-line, but I still think there’s a lot to be said about being able to browse the books, see the stalls and sit down for a read before you buy. Yeah, I do own a Kindle and yes, I […]

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Ghosts of the Past

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Hi all, How’s things with you? For me, it’s been a bit of a strange week. A gentle dusting of dysphoria, the work/home/work/home treadmill, and yet… it’s the weekend, which always gives me a reason to be cheerful. Oh and Old Ginge – my wig has kindly been returned from it’s holiday. I shall look forward to retrying being a temporary redhead. 🙂 All good things. Oh and I’ve had a whiskey and ginger too. Mmm…. The Girl of Christmas Past I don’t know what it is. For me, I’ve always found a Friday night to have a certain amount of magic about it. The magic of potential, or just an escape from the regular, I couldn’t say. It might […]

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“Hope is a good thing”

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Hi, Another bank holiday weekend? I don’t mind if I do! 🙂 Oh, and it’s half term too, so an extra day with the nippers, will be time well spent. How are things with you and yours? All good I trust! Disagreement I would normally say, I’m not one for politics and if this isn’t your thing, do skip on to the next bit. There’s something about shoes and looking fancy. 😉 [ If you decide to ignore Lynn’s rant, go to page 65. If you decide to hear what she’s got to say, go to page 9. If you prefer to attack the Ork in a denim skirt using your +3 mascara wand of fabulosity, to give a much […]

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House

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No, not the dance around your handbag, nor the US medical drama. No, the place we live and grow up in. This week, the Jones Massive are on holiday and rather than opt for our usual rural idyll, we’re in the suburbs. We’re in a quaint 30s style semidetached that seems to be the archetypical suburban house. Three bedrooms, one bathroom, kitchen diner and living room. The drive is too narrow for most modern cars, so the concrete panel garages sit back from the road, nestled in well established gardens. Not doubt havens for mowers and spiders. The house is compact, but not pokey. It doesn’t have that anti-TARDIS gig going on that some modern houses have going on. 🙂 […]

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I, Spy

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Hi folks, Well, it’s been an interesting few days this last week. Interesting as in a rollercoast of emotions, which at least tells you are alive. Nothing serious, but I could have done without it, if I’m honest. To be honest, there’s a lot of be said about quiet. There are days when I think quiet is vastly underrated. 🙂 I think the stress comes in when you feel you’ve got a lot on. Things organised at work, which impact on what you’ve got organised at home and then things you’ve organised socially… well, you get the idea! Event I had the good fortune to attend a training event on Trans Policy at a local university. There were lots of […]

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The Case of the Irish Jig

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Hi folks, Working weeks, sometimes they can be busy-busy-busy can’t then? So it seems also true of home, and also trans-life too. On Wednesday I’d managed to swing working from home, so I could get my head down and actually get Stuff Done. You know how it is in the modern open plan office; more noise than a room full of reporters and a soon-to-be-sacked politician. I also had booked the afternoon off so I could collect Wee Man and Little Miss. Sometimes, the Ever Lovely Mrs J – who, truth be told – does the longer part of the child duties (the afternoon), but if there’s something on she can’t miss, yours truly takes a turn. Wee Man also […]

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