Bastille Day

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Bastille Day, 14th July, is the anniversary of the French mob storming the hated fortress/prison in the centre of Paris in 1789, and is commonly regarded as one of the beginnings of the French Revolution.

A few years later, 1986 to be precise, I rather sedately broke out of my own prison, coincidently on the same day. It came about by my going to see my general manager, who had got wind of my intentions via the grapevine--someone who'd been told in confidence, blabbed.

When I saw the general manager, he gave me a week to organise myself and make the changeover - it happened much faster than I expected, but at least I had his support and that of the organisation, a health authority as it was in those days. Even the chairman came and offered me his personal support and that of the board. They were heady days.

Then on Monday 14th July 1986, I went into my office wearing a skirt for the first time. I was petrified but also exhalted by the colleagues who went out of their way to come and say, 'Good Luck'.

I don't think I'd want to do it again, but it was an interesting day and has led to, at times, an interesting life. I'm not sure I'd advise anyone else to do it, unless they want to do life the hard way, but for my own sanity, it was necessary. I'm still rubbish at riding bikes, especially on hills, but nobody's perfect (except Bonzi, of course).

Angharad.

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Cat's ears in the cat's ears (or the little bastille in the garden!).

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