A series of excellent events

Hi, The office is quiet at the mo, and I’m sat listening to birdsong with forest sounds on my headphones (Noisili). I’m feeling rather relaxed, although the large cup of tea probably helps along with the stillness. This week, it’s mostly a good news situation. Midweek Midweek I met with Joanna, a representative from the Womens’ Centre, to find out more about the funding we’ve been working on. That’s gone well and I’ve a bit of paperwork to fill out, to get things going. I think we may be in the final furlong, to coin a phrase. Oh, that reminds me, to help find evidence of making a difference, if you’re a Chameleons visitor – in the real, or virtual, […]

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Charging the batteries

Hi, These last few days have been a bit of a blur. That rushed loop of wake, eat, school run, work, sarnie, work, commute, tea, breath, Netflix and bed. In other times I’d have found that routine stifling, almost a treadmill. Yet, this month, it’s been a familiar comfort. Perhaps, I am drifting, but I tell myself that the want of excitement, distraction or fun is not regular. They’re the occasional peaks and without the mundane, or even the lows, there can be no peaks. With Autumn’s golden colours across the trees, I had a pleasant walk and a talk with Andrea. We don’t work too far apart, so meeting up for a tea and a stroll is one of […]

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Teamwork

Hi, Not a holiday, but certainly a long weekend away from the red tape machines. A glorious five days off for the Jones Massive. Okay, four for the kids and an extra day for the Ever Lovely Mrs J and I. Sure, the pay ain’t always great in the public sector, but the holidays make up for it. Clothes A shorter week meant Thursday was soon upon me. I still find it a challenge to work out what I’m going to wear. It’s not that I’ve nothing to wear, as I’ve got a fair few items that have built up over the years. Originally, I used to buy things I like in the moment, as it were, but now, I […]

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There in the storm

Hi, I don’t know about you, but I find the run up to Christmas, can be a bit fraught. I suppose, it’s all about how much effort you put in. For me, there’s family stuff, work stuff and, of course, trans stuff. I would say it’s like juggling three balls, but that’s only setting myself up for some smutty giggling. 🙂 Little Miss had her school play this week and, bless her, it’s wiped her out. Four performances in three days and a slightly later than usual bedtime, do not a good rest make. Or, some of those words in slightly different order. I can’t work out if I’m channelling Yoda, or the great Mr Morecambe. American readers may wish […]

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Dress? Go. Lashes? Go.
Curves? Go! Make-up? Go!
We have ignition!

Hi, This time last night, well, as I type with somewhat cold fingers, I had finally had chance to try on my birthday present. It was a gift from the Ever Lovely Mrs J. A dress, in fact. But, when you’re trans-something-or-other, a gift from your spouse, such as earrings, a dress or suchlike. It’s so much more than a present; it is, at least to me, acceptance. A twinkle in their eye, that they know what they’ve bought you, will delight. We all have things that we like: certain bands, football teams (Ed: don’t go there, Lynn), authors, gadget manufacturers, clothing shops, chocolates or films. I have, for a little while, been admiring Desigual’s dresses. It’s the cut, the colours, […]

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