Tag: it gets better

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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A little bit of serendipity

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Hi, It was all a bit of a rush to get ready the other day. Not because I had a lot on, but… well, if you’re anything like me – and let’s hope not for you sake! 🙂 – there are days when I just can’t seem to get organised. Oddly, I had sorted everything out the night previous. Mainly because I have this feeling that if I added the what to wear factor into the getting out of the door equation, my tiny mind would collapse under the strain. Oh, first world problems eh? 🙂 But, eventually, I got into gear. Maybe I should have had a shave earlier in the week, as no doubt the tramp beard I […]

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Tea + biscuit = brain power?

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Hi, After last time’s memory fail, I thought I’d sit down and get some ideas out of my head early on. I don’t know about you, but if I’m a bit tired, it’s the wrong time of day, or I’m hungry, my brain just seems to pack in – at least, from a creative angle. Okay, you could look back at those as a triumvirate of excuses, or I like to think that they’re things to be avoided if I want to Get On With Stuff. Making a Stand Given that, I made sure I had a good strong brew and a biccie – surely the fuel of the British! – before I got the Chameleons leaflet business sorted out. […]

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The Enemy Within

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Hi, It’s a peculiar thing this blogging lark. I had meant to put some time aside this afternoon and get some thoughts down, before we went out for the evening. Of course, I didn’t and now, my mind seems as blank as the text box in front of me. I’ll plod on and see if the old noggin wakes up. Policies Last week I mentioned that a local University got in touch about their soon to be released trans policy. Ever the helpful mailbox fairy (Ed: nebby mare, more like), I gave them a ring and had an interesting chat about it. Well, at least I thought so and for once, I wasn’t the one doing all the talking. Chams […]

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Under the bridge

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Hi, Not a reference to the rather good Red Hot Chili Peppers, nor the shambolic pop mauling from All Stains – sorry, Saints. 😛 As I made my way to Chameleons last night, so I drove under the new bridge by Queen’s Medical Centre. It’s been a while coming and as I’ve sat in traffic on the way home, I’ve watched it be slowly assembled and now, it straddles the dual carriage way, ready to take the next phase of the tram from the city out to Clifton. It’s nice to see the money I’ve been charged for being able to park at work on land the firm owns, put to use 😉 I would have liked to have taken […]

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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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