It was The Sun what broke it - the story that is. It happened in Mexico apparently, or so the tranny 'model/prostitute' claims, it's being denied by the footballer of course. Decide for yourself, and picture of the alleged model - very feminine looking.

http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/3158969/Transvesti...

http://www.thescottishsun.co.uk/scotsol/homepage/news/314950...

Here's a little tease:

I've been thinking about a sequel in my head...I think it'll be called How to Become of Hero or some such nonsense. It'll take place a few months later with the Green Arrow trying her hardest to fight crime and finding that she doesn't really know what she's doing. She'll end up taking hero lessons, all the while investigating who hired Merlyn and dodging a deadly assassin with her in his sights. There's also the issue of high school, boys (Roy?) and trying to fit into a world she knows nothing about (girlhood).

I saw this news article on Spanish dad's and breast feeding leave! Whatever next? Heres the link ...

www.madeformums.com/mums-and-dads/dads-in-spain-entitled-to-...

This is a true halloween story that happened to me and my family the first halloween after we arrived in England in 1953.
We were living in Cambridge, in a house that had been built in 1863, per the date etched into a stone, above the front door on the second floor. The house was a three story house, and did indeed look old.

I had to make my morning fritatta with no eggs in the house this morning.

Been out for a run last night, my first real big hill route since my ankle tendon decided to complain in May. Only 4 or 5 miles and the legs still remember what I forced them to do.
Still good it is good to be able to go out even if I am about 25% slower. I do hope my speed and endurance recovers soon as I am now looking forward to which races I might do. Edale skyline next year is favourite at the mo

Last weekend we had our garage sale (I hate garage sales by the way) anyway, my daughters decided that they would try to sell some of their old toys as well.

One of the items they put out was a Magic 8 Ball. You know, you ask a question, shake the ball and look on the bottom for the 'magic' answer.

One of the neighbor kids came over, I think he's around seven. He was checking out the girls Magic 8 Ball and they were explaining it to him. He thought it was great.

Had a very sad moment with my daughter tonight. She sometimes slips and uses female pronouns for me, and she actually wondered out loud today why she does that. It took every bit of self control I possessed not to tell her why I think she does it. I am breaking apart here.

a new chapter is going to be up in a few days....I'm suffering from that horrible thing called writer's block. I've got some idea where I want to go with it but I can't seem to put it to page. So I'm hoping to have it up in a few days...hopefully tomorrow but you never can tell.

So, it was suggested to me that I do some kind of ritual for letting go of the old (male) me and embracing the new (female) me because I said I'd not done that, I'd just kind of moved on. I thought about it and decided it might be a good thing to do. So, on Monday I came up with something and went out and did it.

Well the end is almost upon us, part 239 of the Gaby saga is now up for you to read at http://www.maddybell.com/Gaby279.htm.

Enjoy

Maddy

Anybody who has had SRS probably had some form of bowel prep, back in the day it was "Go Lightly" a deception on the part of the marketing department! Tasted like whale snot too.

Here is a piece on bowel prep by Scottish comic Billy Connolly

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBMsPNI6EZE

Today we say goodbye to Hazel, my aunt and godmother. It's going to be tough on me, so I don't know what sort of state I shall be in later and therefore can't comment on whether or not I'll be able to do the next episode of Bike.

Apologies for last night, but I went to pay my personal respects and it took quite a lot out of me. Today, I am next of kin and presumably leading the mourning. I'm presenting a celebration of Hazel's life which I hope won't be too depressing, after all she had a wicked sense of humour and very dirty laugh. I shall try and remember both in the days ahead.

Yes, folks, we're very happy to announce, WE'RE IN LOVE!!!