I can't believe that it was thirty one years ago today that I turned up in work in a two piece skirt outfit feeling incredibly nervous but also very committed to dealing with anything that happened that or subsequent days. the official grapevine had informed people what was going to happen and I must admit most of the comments I received were encouraging. I wasn't the first in the NHS to have transitioned, but in sleepy West Dorset, I was a bit of a novelty for a while.

Sorry folks, but I seem to befalling apart physically. The other night I awoke to a strange pain in my mouth only to find I'd chewed the side of my tongue--I don't recommend it. Then, on Thursday evening, Whizz took exception to me rubbing one of her feet and attacked me, or more precisely my right hand. I think she caught a tendon and it's swollen and sore but I don't think infected, however, typing isn't very easy. Finally, just to take my mind off my hand I seem to have sinusitis which is causing the whole side of my face to be very tender with occasional jabs of pain in my ear.

Either the site has had a sudden attack of good taste or it's still not quite right. I've tried twice to post the next thrilling installment but all I get is a notice saying the form is outdated and to refresh the page. Life is too short to piss about with puters, so I'll post it tomorrow.

It seems we haven't quite cracked it in UK schools for transgender children.

https://www.theguardian.com/education/2017/jun/27/half-of-tr...

Possibly one answer to the above.

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2017/jun/27/trans-...

This is a fictionalised account of real life. The author has a transgender daughter. It had very good reviews in the 'i' newspaper and on Amazon. I haven't read it - yet - but I'm sure I will soon.

It's available via Amazon so remember to buy it through BC so Erin gets the pennies.

Sorry haven't had the time or energy to write much of late. I have one more assignment to do for my course for this year, which I have to complete this weekend to submit before next thursday, the deadline. It counts as an exam and will be marked quite strictly and by someone other than my normal tutor, so I'm slightly anxious about it. I've been researching the subject in any spare time I have, hence no Bike this week and I've also been coping with a sore shoulder which doesn't like me typing for very long and occasionally has kept me awake at night, so I'm a little more tired than usual.