Tag: Out

Being out. Being me.

Out

Hi, There are times when Life seems to have you on an assault course. Barriers, tunnels, and cold, wet mud to slog through. We push on doing what we can, sometimes stopping for breath, sometimes to help someone along, or even to get help ourselves. It’s not so much aiming for the finish line, but clambering through until you reach easier ground. Mind you, any time you’re not crawling through the proverbial mud is a win in my book. 🙂 When my boss – who, BTW, is a thoroughly nice chap, BTW – showed me my remaining holiday leave, I dared to dream I may get a day out. Not that he knows… or so I hope. I did suspect […]

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Getting out. Being me.

Out

Hiya, You may want to get comfy. This may be a long post 😉 T – 24 hours With luck tomorrow, I’ll get a day out. Not just away from home or work, but also not in Richard mode. Not that I begrudge my identity. Far from it, I doubt I’d be where i am if I’d ploughed a ‘bi-gender’ furrow of my own. They do things differently in the past. 🙂 So, I’m somewhat nervous, as I don’t fully know if tomorrow’s trip will play out. I’ve had one failure before and although it’s only a week until Chams, I can feel the rumblings of distant storm clouds. That or the chilli beef wrap hasn’t agreed with me 😉 […]

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Gorillas in the Midst

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Hi, Ah, the weekend is almost upon us. Well, it is at the time of writing. Little Miss is busying playing on her brother’s Xbox, while Wee Man is having a sleepover at Granny’s. That just leaves the Ever Lovely Mrs J to be provided with hot tea and quiet, while she reads. Me? Oh, I’ll while away the early evening, enjoying a gin, a quick blog entry and and editing a photo to fit this post. Earlier in the week, I was working from home and I had a long lunch, so I could visit a local wig vendor. I’ve been after a new do for a while and despite much research online, I’d not come any closer to […]

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