Temptation

Hi, The Night Before a Night Out It’s Wednesday night and I’ve just about packed a bag. I say just about, as I’m not quite sure what I’ll be wearing on Thursday. Why do I get this? Why is deciding what to wear so tricky? I opened my wardrobe and ignoring the bloke work shirts that are on the right, there’s tops, pretty skirts, leggings, jeans and the odd bit of sparkle. To my left, there’s the tall cupboard, which, if I’m honest, is 60% mine; filled with dresses and my only coat. Well, my only ‘Lynn’ coat, because I’m not really an outdoors trans person. Okay, mostly. 🙂 Instead, I’ve hedged my bets with an old favourite, a wrap […]

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All Jack and no Jill

Hi, It’s another long weekend and that’s put an extra spring in my step. A very welcome addition to the happiness after last night’s visit to Chameleons. It had been a little too long. I had felt that all too familiar ‘drop’ – more on that later, and unreasonable bouts of occasional snappiness. The latter isn’t acceptable and I felt bad afterwards. All Jack and no Jill, does not a happy camper make. No, ‘The Drop’ as I’ve started to call it, starts with the ticking of the proverbial clock. The realisation that it’s been too long, since you got to express all of you. There is, the feeling of a pull, or a catch. Like a string or thread, […]

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Wanting

Hi, The first week back after the holiday wasn’t so bad. At least I didn’t have back to back meetings, which makes a different. It’s funny, meetings. When I first started work, I wanted to be involved and found it frustrating that meetings would come and go, without any involvement. Now, I seem to be struggling to find gaps, in which to do the work I’m being asked about. Okay, I jest, but not by much. 🙂 I don’t mind meeting up, although I do like a purpose for it. Ideally, there should be a short gap between the last one – hello, comfort break and the all important cup of tea? 🙂 Equally, having some agreed actions at the […]

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What’s a simple rural type like you, doing in an urban setting such as this?

Hi, I’m back after a week away on a course. One of those organisational training sessions. It’s been fairly taxing, given the amount of revision and the sheer depth the course went into. Oh and did I mention two exams at the end? 🙂 Still, the deed is done and the die is cast. Just a case of waiting to see what comes back. Really, I’m just glad it’s over, even if it did give me some new ideas and extra skills. I like training – just not that full on! 🙂 Perhaps I should be bothered by result, but worrying about it won’t help and there’s nothing tied to my job about the need to pass. Talking of passing […]

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The Memory of Things

Hiya, Last weekend, the Ever Lovely Mrs J bought a new car. Well, new to us, anyway. What it is and that we’ve bought it, aren’t fully relevant to this post. What is, at least for me, is the concept of the memory of things. I wouldn’t go so far as to say I’m a hoarder, although I’ve certainly got more stuff than I need and clothes that I wear. I do have clear outs. At least twice a year, I go through what I have and if I’ve not worn it for six months, or – and this is more usual – it doesn’t fit, out it goes. Despite that, there are some items I am loathed to get […]

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Rurban therapy

Hi, If I had to pick a month that was my favourite, I think I’d have to say it was September. For me, it’s the slow turn to Autumn, but without the sharp cold, nor rain of the later months. The evening sky is beautiful and the heat of the summer has faded. There’s less to do in the garden, more the time to enjoy long, leisurely walks and, if you know where to look, to enjoy a spot of blackberrying, picking apples or collecting sloes (hello, Mr Gin!). I find picking blackberries a very relaxing pastime. Sure, there’s that slight frisson of worry that you’ll snag your trousers / top / hand, but I find that stops me drifting […]

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