I just happened upon my blog; poor thing, it's been quite neglected.
Mostly I think because I tend to consider adding to it when things out of ordinary happen - but life is anything but 'ordinary', and at the same time everything blends together as 'just getting on with it'. So I sort of feel I have nothing out of the ordinary to report.... which is not true when I think about some of the events of the last 12 months.
I still get out every wednesday evening to the Village, but do my own thing. I've made friends with the local indigenous folk and have been accepted into their tribal circle - mostly because I think I can speak their language!
Made a special friend who will openly admit that even she can distort the laws of physics around the tranny 10 minutes beyond all recognition.
And I miss my 'class mates' - those who came out the same time as me; they don't get out so often.... but looking forward to seeing Karen in a few weeks.
Finally a mention to a very special girl, who's been having a bit of a rough time over the last few months.... you don't own a red dress, the red dress owns you - but the power of Suki is with you!
Sunday, 10 March 2013
Monday, 16 April 2012
I am impressed!
.... That's what my son said when he met is Aunty, other mum... or what ever!.... for the first time (and coming from him, that's high praise indeed)!
I'd spent the day by myself doing some shopping in Manchester; you know how it is?... you just got to do a bit of window shopping, get a few new things, bra's and so on (I can definately recommend the ''Maximise' range in Primark! - they should really call them the 'Miracle' range for what those can do for ones figure without the aid of any chicken fillets!)?
On arriving home it seemed clear to me that with no sign of my sons car on the drive that the coast was clear; I mean he 'knows' about me, but has never met 'me'..... at least I thought he wasn't about until I opened the garage door - only to find him inside working on his car...
... oh well, 'whatever' I thought... and once inside after closing the garage door behind me I announced to him to clear the area unless he wanted to meet his new Aunty; to which he replied with a grin 'no problem!'
Anyway, I got out and walked around my car, and he then looked me up and down ... after a short pause he said with a cheeky grin 'I am impressed'!
I'd spent the day by myself doing some shopping in Manchester; you know how it is?... you just got to do a bit of window shopping, get a few new things, bra's and so on (I can definately recommend the ''Maximise' range in Primark! - they should really call them the 'Miracle' range for what those can do for ones figure without the aid of any chicken fillets!)?
On arriving home it seemed clear to me that with no sign of my sons car on the drive that the coast was clear; I mean he 'knows' about me, but has never met 'me'..... at least I thought he wasn't about until I opened the garage door - only to find him inside working on his car...
... oh well, 'whatever' I thought... and once inside after closing the garage door behind me I announced to him to clear the area unless he wanted to meet his new Aunty; to which he replied with a grin 'no problem!'
Anyway, I got out and walked around my car, and he then looked me up and down ... after a short pause he said with a cheeky grin 'I am impressed'!
Monday, 9 January 2012
Going for the Walkey Award .. or Outed by Mrs Kate (well... sort of!)
It's that time of year when things like the car insurance needs renewing; and Mrs Kate who is super-efficient with the home finances had this in-hand, duly challenging the exhorbetent fee the current company wanted to charge for my moderate 2 seater girlie car.
Now, for the last couple of years, Mrs Kate has confused many a T-girl she emails by using an email name/address that's very similar to what I use; she even confused me it (just the once!) - I wondered how I managed to send myself an email before realising it was her trully who had had sent it.
Anyway, back to the renewing the car insurance.... in order for the company to accept the instruction, Mrs Kate has to pose as Bob (unique eh? ... someone posing as an alternative gender!)... and in doing this duly sent a copy (CC) email to Bob's actual formal email address in order to keep me in the picture.
As unintended as it was, this resulted in a formal email from the company acknowledging the change in our requirements identifying 'Bob' by name, with a To: address of KateKat and included a CC: to Bob@hisformalISP.com (doh!).
It's not silly or obsessive to keep profiles and worlds separate - but helps avoid the potential for embarrasing situations inadvertently arising.....
.... which lead me to think if there ought to be an annual award for most inadvertent/innocent 'outing'.... any ideas on what we might want to call such an award? .... just joking - honest!.... 'course such an award would need to disqualify any deliberate attempts to be outed!... know of any nominations?.... (rolls eyes!)
Oh... and Happy New Year to all those special girls and their long-suffering supporting partners! xxx
Now, for the last couple of years, Mrs Kate has confused many a T-girl she emails by using an email name/address that's very similar to what I use; she even confused me it (just the once!) - I wondered how I managed to send myself an email before realising it was her trully who had had sent it.
Anyway, back to the renewing the car insurance.... in order for the company to accept the instruction, Mrs Kate has to pose as Bob (unique eh? ... someone posing as an alternative gender!)... and in doing this duly sent a copy (CC) email to Bob's actual formal email address in order to keep me in the picture.
As unintended as it was, this resulted in a formal email from the company acknowledging the change in our requirements identifying 'Bob' by name, with a To: address of KateKat and included a CC: to Bob@hisformalISP.com (doh!).
It's not silly or obsessive to keep profiles and worlds separate - but helps avoid the potential for embarrasing situations inadvertently arising.....
.... which lead me to think if there ought to be an annual award for most inadvertent/innocent 'outing'.... any ideas on what we might want to call such an award? .... just joking - honest!.... 'course such an award would need to disqualify any deliberate attempts to be outed!... know of any nominations?.... (rolls eyes!)
Oh... and Happy New Year to all those special girls and their long-suffering supporting partners! xxx
Thursday, 10 November 2011
Hog brush
Suki and I found this cute fella tucking ito T-Cat's biscuits a few days ago.Later he ambled his way back to nature over the road, but not before attracting the attention of 'yoof - the next generation'.... not sure which was more of a hassle for this poor little guy? .. dodging cars or young adolescents who thought it would be really neat to poke him with a foot.
Suki came to his rescue; as a did a neighbour a few days later when this little guy was found directing traffic.
Monday, 15 August 2011
With the girls from the darkside dancing.
Yoda speaking on our behalf....
'For a well earned session the dancing girls made it out which lasted well upto closing time at Naps; I think not we have ever lasted that long before.
To catch up with Diana and Jen who as it happens had paid a visit to Club Lash we arranged - for the darkside place is more infamous.
To catch up with Diana and Jen who as it happens had paid a visit to Club Lash we arranged - for the darkside place is more infamous.
Both eventually turned up at Naps, her black platform moon-boots Jen looking especially tall in; and Diana in a black pvc dress complete with a red cross motif that would look out of place during the medieval crusades not.
But with her gay friend the girls from the lightside prevailed by entertaining a young girl and; she been out for about 12 months she had not, and to on her way to the next establishment after Naps had drunk about as much alcohol as yours trully ... We decided, time to go home, was it; after all, sure sign that a nice comfortable bed beckons, sore feet and dawn breaking is...! '
Courtesy of learn to speak Yoda http://www.yodaspeak.co.uk/index.php
Thursday, 11 August 2011
All quiet on the western front
Shocking and sickening images of my favourite cosmoplitan city... and I felt I just needed to show some soladarity with my fellow 'Villagers' last night...
... much of the media has focused on the main shopping areas - Market Street, the Arndale and indeed the nearest to the Manchester Village hit by these 'Ferule Rats' was the Dawson music store opposite the Brittania hotel, not more than 3 minutes from Canal St. But there's no mention of the Village and how that fared; the Ferule Rats had attacked any establishment they passed by - for the Village that's those establishments closest to those access roads that cross Canal St.
My arrival into the Village was via my usual route along Sackville St, past the gardens; the Deli on the corner had been smashed into, the front door now replaced with plywood; Tribeca had a smashed window that was still intact. As I reached Canal St, I was greeted by the sight of police officers in pairs, stationed at each road junction crossing Canal St; so about 10 in total from end to end, roughly the same as the number of people stood outside Via smoking.
Rembrandt and Via were open, AXM was shut, View had a boarded up window on the Chorlton St side and was shut with all the curtains drawn - apparently had some fire damage. Churchills had a large side window boarded up but was open, Queer appeared Ok but was quiet; and for Velvet and Taurus they were untouched and business as usual - whilst next door around the corner, the probation office was severely damaged.
So I had a few (non-alcholic) drinks in Taurus which was understandably quieter than usual, and I chatted with the regulars who live nearby, who were able to recount the aftermath of the now infamous YouTube video of police officers nicely and fairly dealing with oykes on bikes near to Piccadilly station.
And later I just had to check out Naps, which just like Mctuckys, had not been touched and was open for business. But Naps just had the groundfloor bar open - no upstairs so no mad dancing tonight... despite a few regular girls being in evidence the management felt it was likely to be too quiet to bother opening all floors up. So a quick coke and home before the car park cost me more than £2.
Kate (Adie) Collins, news from the western front.
Claiming our Village back.
... much of the media has focused on the main shopping areas - Market Street, the Arndale and indeed the nearest to the Manchester Village hit by these 'Ferule Rats' was the Dawson music store opposite the Brittania hotel, not more than 3 minutes from Canal St. But there's no mention of the Village and how that fared; the Ferule Rats had attacked any establishment they passed by - for the Village that's those establishments closest to those access roads that cross Canal St.
My arrival into the Village was via my usual route along Sackville St, past the gardens; the Deli on the corner had been smashed into, the front door now replaced with plywood; Tribeca had a smashed window that was still intact. As I reached Canal St, I was greeted by the sight of police officers in pairs, stationed at each road junction crossing Canal St; so about 10 in total from end to end, roughly the same as the number of people stood outside Via smoking.
Rembrandt and Via were open, AXM was shut, View had a boarded up window on the Chorlton St side and was shut with all the curtains drawn - apparently had some fire damage. Churchills had a large side window boarded up but was open, Queer appeared Ok but was quiet; and for Velvet and Taurus they were untouched and business as usual - whilst next door around the corner, the probation office was severely damaged.
So I had a few (non-alcholic) drinks in Taurus which was understandably quieter than usual, and I chatted with the regulars who live nearby, who were able to recount the aftermath of the now infamous YouTube video of police officers nicely and fairly dealing with oykes on bikes near to Piccadilly station.
And later I just had to check out Naps, which just like Mctuckys, had not been touched and was open for business. But Naps just had the groundfloor bar open - no upstairs so no mad dancing tonight... despite a few regular girls being in evidence the management felt it was likely to be too quiet to bother opening all floors up. So a quick coke and home before the car park cost me more than £2.
Kate (Adie) Collins, news from the western front.
Claiming our Village back.
Sunday, 24 July 2011
Is that a man?
Decided to have a run on Friday afternoon after work, wearing my girly top and cuttoffs - but still not too girly (honest - I was fairly guy-ish!....Mrs Kate wouldn't let me out otherwise); on the way back I passed 3 young lads, two of which were trying to persuade the third to come with them to the park. Boy 3 was more bothered about getting his phone home to put it on charge.... as I passed them, I swear I heard boy 3 ask boys 1 and 2 'is that a man?'....
.... guess the herbal suppliments must be working! ... either that or boy 3 just wanted to divert attention away from the pressure his peers were putting him under - Ok so reality was likely to be the latter or boy 3 needs his eyes testing... but I can imagine otherwise can't I?
.... guess the herbal suppliments must be working! ... either that or boy 3 just wanted to divert attention away from the pressure his peers were putting him under - Ok so reality was likely to be the latter or boy 3 needs his eyes testing... but I can imagine otherwise can't I?
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