I don’t have a nice concrete coming out story or gender affirmation story. I covered most of my earliest thoughts on gender and sexuality a couple of years ago. What I didn’t talk about was knowing what I didn’t want. I had heterosexuality patterned in front of me from the jump. If I think about … Read More
Mmm this one’s a weird one. I wrote about it a couple of years ago and honestly most of what I wrote about were feelings of community within the QUILTBAG. I’m not sure I had experiences as a child that really presaged my bisexuality. I’ve always enjoyed the company of men and women and I … Read More
I’m coming back to a Pride Blog Challenge that I’ve done before but it’s a solid one. I’ve written about my sexuality and gender before so how am I feeling today? I’m a cis woman so my gender identity is a pretty simple thing to talk about – isn’t it? Forever I’ve been known to … Read More
I’m so annoyed that they’re ditching the analogue phone network for digital. It’s harder to get the parts apparently and I imagine people who know how to fix the copper network. When Lancaster’s power station broke and the mobile network went down, when we got a little taste of the apocalypse back in 2015, I … Read More
I got there eventually, the feeling of betrayal by Gaiman. I thought I had remembered the one story of his that got to me because I always think it’s by Warren Ellis or part of Preacher and it’s not it’s part of Sandman – that’s the people in the diner in 24 hours. The ones … Read More
Brutalist architecture is out and Greco-Roman is in. More than anything else that has me shivering, it’s just so many echoes of the Nazi regime. Brutalism has always been ridiculously hard to like, but the theory behind it is socialist and egalitarian. It’s about not hiding the nuts and bolts of construction, showing all the … Read More
On Friday I listened to a voice recording that turned my brain inside out, on Saturday I got lost in a changing room and yesterday I couldn’t find my way out of one of the covered shopping areas in town. The smallest one of them. It was a little scary. I stepped out of The … Read More
I quite like Chinese New Year in Lancaster, there’s a parade and lions and I find that it’s infused a sense of Chinese cultural somethingness into my idea of how the year sins out. A bit like setsubun next week or Old Twelfth Night last week. I’m busy this afternoon so I shall miss the … Read More
Today was a mix of things, The Princess, The Proper Girl and The Fashionista went to have a spa day. I absolutely loved the mud rasul treatment, it’s very social and we got to have a good chat. I was of course late, despite having planned not to be. No one was surprised. Ribby Hall … Read More
I was reminded earlier today of a poem, an ex had recorded it for me at one point and I fancied listening to it. So I did. That may have been a mistake. I listened and was, I dunno, spinning out. I was sobbing and I was real in my toes, maybe, I wasn’t here … Read More
