Old friends

Hi, Not so long ago I bumped into an old school friend. For sake of ease, I’ll call him X, but he doesn’t have a wheelchair or any psychic powers. Shame really, because the latter would no doubt have helped my exam results and solved the issue of having to work for a living. Mind you, all that spandex; it’s not very forgiving is it? 🙂 Oh, we’ve gone all improv and surreal again. What *is* in this tea? 🙂 So X and I were having a stroll through the leafy suburbs of Nottingham. It’s been well over 30 years since we last spoke, so there was much to catch up over. What had happened to who, marriage, kids, potted […]

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Recharging

Hi, Earlier today I was out at lunch, walking through the leafy suburb of West Bridgford. Given that it was Chameleons last night (woo!), I make the short journey over in the car to pay the group’s money into the bank. Not that the walk lets me people watch and chance to pop into my favourite fancy sandwich shop. I should add this is *after* I’ve paid the money in, not before. 😉 As I walked back I stopped by a jewelry shop to pick something up for the Ever Lovely Mrs J. Give it a few weeks and we’ll have been married 20 years. I don’t say this as a brag, but with thanks and gratitude. I’m thankful for […]

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Attachments

Hi, Summer has seemingly kicked in for the fair vale of Nottinghamshire. Hmm, I seem to be mixing dated urban yoof-speak with some hey-nonny-nonny. Y’know, I do hope the latter isn’t some weird kink slang. Oh the humanity! 🙂 Unavailable fashion choices As her or him A few weeks ago I bought a nice summer dress from the Joe Brown’s sale. The fit and material are fine. My issue, as per, is to disguise the two hairy tree trunks that I pass off as my legs. Jeggings don’t quite work, and the footless white tights I bought (Hello! the 80s called and wanted their fashion back) just about work. But, what I’d really like is some just about ankle length white […]

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Decade: then and now

Hi, Sometime last week, I was looking through old family photos. I rather enjoy seeing how the kids have grown up, and also remembering the holidays, trips out, or just general silliness, that, to me at least, go to make up your family history. A shared experience if you will. On a whim, I had a look at my stash of trans photos. Now, I don’t like having my photo taken. Or, more accurately, I don’t really like my photo being taken when I’m in Richard mode. Conversely, with the purchase of a digital camera – hey, remember those? 🙂 – I had the opportunity to take a regular snap of me. If, and I doubt this would see the […]

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The Art of Normality

Hi, Due to a dreaded Health & Safety audit – apologies for any shock or distress, this may have caused UK readers – at the Chameleons venue, we had to dispose of an old stereo. I say old, it had a CD and possibly a tape deck. I guess it’s my age, because that feels quite fancy. 🙂 Hmm…. I’m now wondering how many years ago, the Jones family recycled by old stereo separates. It may well have been before Little Miss was born, and she’ll be 10 this year. So, while I was in town, I dropped said stereo system off at British Heart Foundation. They’re one of the few charities I know of, which, admittedly, isn’t many, that […]

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Feeling festive

Hi, How are you? All sorted out for the big day? I hope so. I think I’m just about there with the wrapping and other preparation. Fingers crossed eh? Earlier As I write, I’m sat in a shopping centre café watching the world go buy. The Ever Lovely Mrs J’s car is having a service, so I’ve a hour or two to wander about, somewhere out of town. There’s a gentle drift off shoppers through the store. They’re browsing rather than buying. I had a brief look at the sale rail on the way in, but nothing caught my eye. As I’ve sat here and enjoyed my little pot of tea, I realised there was nothing I really wanted. How […]

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