When I ‘were a lad’ I was stick thin. Painfully thin. I had a metabolic process you could cook meat on, I burned hot and could eat anything I wanted whenever I wanted. Yes, it’s a standard story I know but I always thought I’d be stick thin forever and, shudder, longed for a time… Continue reading [Philosophy] A Matter of Weighty Consequence

If you’ve come here directly from the other post of today, sorry about that. Think of that one as the doctor’s office, and this one as the shiny-shiny fashion shop where every frock is *gorgeous* and every price sticker is in pence (or cents for my American chums). And using that as an introduction, this… Continue reading [Fashion] A Frock’s Tale (5) – OhMyGodI’mInLoveWithThisDress

So, I’d apologise for not posting lately (it’s been a month and a bit) but, and if you’re a constant reader you’ll know what’s coming next, I’ve been under the dark clouds again. But don’t worry, this post isn’t going to be another self-analysis and cynical discussion of modern day first-world problems (middle-aged cross dresser… Continue reading [Philosophy] Spinning the Identity Wheel

So, it’s Saturday night, one bottle of red down and considering another, and I’ve just watched a stunningly sad and amusing program on More4 about the Eighties. I was born in the sixties, which sounds good until you realise it was March 1969 and therefore I’d hardly developed past a brainstem before it was the… Continue reading [Philosophy] Don’t look back in angora…