(Content Warning – discussion of suicidal ideation, remember the Samaritans are always there for you 116 123) Usually when I stay in Glasgow I end up at the Leonardo on a last minute offer because it’s pretty much unused over a weekend. This weekend that has not happened and I went for the cheapest option … Read More
(Content Warning – Talking about Transphobia, Bigotry, Hate Crime, Violence, Murder) When Sophie Lancaster was murdered I felt sick. I felt like she was punished somehow for society deeming it unacceptable to beat up the QUILTBAG and people who weren’t white or practiced different religions. As if hatred and anger cares about respectability. It felt … Read More
I live in a City of a lot of people with very whimsical tastes. I fit right in, albeit there are too many people too tightly packed, at least one of the reasons I fit in is linguistic, well, sort of. Love languages are occasionally popular to talk about, it’s always good fun to find … Read More
(Content Warning: Discusses Dementia) “Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode,The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road.” This week I recited poetry with an old guy that I work with. He’s been sharp as anything ever since. This is the old guy who occaisionally thinks I’m his daughter. Which, … Read More
(Content Warning: This is one hell of a waffly self-indulgent ramble) Someone pointed out that the way I used the word ‘intimacy’ the other day was not really reflective of what I actually think intimacy is. An entirely accurate point but trapped as I am expressing myself within the structure of a shared language I … Read More
I think that books as a whole have influenced my life rather than a specific book. I know if I ask either girlfriend (M-i-L or The Jellicle Cat) then they’d tell me about their relationships with Jonathan Livingstone Seagull or The Dice Man respectively. I’m not sure I’ve got a book like that.
My understanding is way in excess of my ability to express myself in every single language I have. So I am determined to keep up with my blog entries in French and add in my limited Spanish, Greek and Japanese. I’m fed up of having languages vanish on me. Most of that is getting over … Read More
Write something Queer is today’s prompt. Alrighty then. It’s a bit open ended in all honesty. Being queer is like a dream about flying. There’s the sky and the clouds and the whole world laid out beneath you and it feels amazing and there’s an awesome view. But sometimes you plummet and you’re wondering how … Read More
Once, when I was ten or eleven and I and my family were on holiday in the south of France, we went to a beach the day after a storm. The waves were like nothing I’d seen before and like nothing I’ve seen since, though I’m sure they grew in my imagination. In my memory … Read More
The worst thing about this Christmas and New Year period has been the absence of my Jellicle Cat. The Imp and family needed her and so we planned it all out. Then of course my Dad got sicker and The Princess demanded a family Christmas. The Jellicle came for a day and did some baking … Read More
