I spent ages this morning trying to get Internet Exploder to download the sites I wanted to visit. For some reason it doesn't like Top Shelf. I was cross anyway, because I should have been doing a bike ride today and had to cry off because I wasn't very well. So after taking another long period to download an alternative - this being my netbook with dongle connection, which claims to work at 7.2Mbs, but is more like 5Kbs - I am now writing this with the good offices of Firefox, amazing what you can do with cheese. Thank you Mozzarella for your assistance.

Angharad

I'm away for a week commencing 25th September. I'll be abroad - Menorca again, and I don't think my dongle will work there, so I won't be posting for a week.

I've done a new episode of Whatever Next, my Gaby fanfic, which I have to finish editing. I hope to get that to Maddy over the weekend but with her computer problems, I can't say when it'll be posted.

Hugs,

Angharad.

She's called Izzy and is a tortoiseshell and white shorthair. I'll do a photo when I get a chance - Bonzi of course doesn't know yet that there's a another female here to nag him, but he'll find out when he gets home. She's busy (I know busy Izzy but I didn't name her) exploring the place. I hope within a few days they'll have settled down together without blood on the ceiling.

Share the frustrations of carefully, or even occasionally, cleverly wording a comment to a blog or story, pressing submit only to see a fault notice come up and one's efforts disappear into the void?

I suspect the major culprit is MS and their idiot offspring Internet Exploder, although it does tend to happen more on this site than others I visit.

Obviously it's happened again hence this blog.

One is from the financial pages which I don't normally read about some gender bending soap opera, which someone might know more about. I'm tempted to write to them advertising my own, here.

Parodils?

I wandered lonely in a crowd
That moved towards the checkout tills
When all at once, I had a thought
I hadn’t taken all my pills–
Pills for this and pills for these

I posted this story 'How different from us' last year, around April time. It appears to have disappeared, so I shall repost it tomorrow if I have time. Those who haven't read it will have a chance to do so, and those who have previously read it, will have an opportunity to relive the experience. How's that for value? I think it's quite good, but then I would, wouldn't I?

Angharad.

Psychoanalyst Adam Phillips examines the culture of excess which seems such a part of modern life. He looks at this in regard to all areas of life, including consumerism, sex, and religion. It's well worth the read and it may give insight into how you feel about yourself.

The essay is in today's Guardian Review. Link below.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2009/aug/08/excess-adam-phil...

Angharad.

Who in their right mind would have thought that I'd still be scribbling away at Cathy's trials and tribulations, two years after writing what was going to be a blog about getting soaked to the skin while out riding on Dolly (the picture of the bike at the end of most episodes) in a thunderstorm. Instead, I turned it into what was primarily a comedy romance, which evolved into an adventure story and finally into a soap - exploring some of the issues of being transgendered/ transsexual, and trying to live a normal life as a female.

Those nice people at The Daily Express, have found another way to stir it up, without picking on individuals.

I've managed to post Bike 678 tonight, however, the link to my dongle is not very good and I can't promise to get online every night. I will post as and when the vagueries of internet connections allow. Yorkshire is colder than Dorset -brrrrrrrr! I'll have to start wearing knickers again!

Whatever Next 23 -my take on the Gabyverse - has gone to Maddy Bell, so should be up in the next week or so.

Women paedophiles are more common than we think. It's something I learned when doing counsellor training, however we never see or hear too much else about it. Then today on BBC Radio 4, Woman's Hour, there was an interesting article on it at the start of the programme, and lo and behold, at tea time some woman was arrested in Maine for child sexual abuse with her own children, which she was filming and selling via the internet. She was caught through liaison with West Midlands Police in the UK, who were investigating someone for downloading and selling child porn pictures on the net.

It seems something apocalyptic is expected in the next episode--though I'm not sure why. However, I try not to disappoint my reader - John in Wwwww..wherever. So will it all end tomorrow? You'll have to look in tomorrow and see, won't you? I don't know, I haven't written it yet but Bonzi is in a funny mood, so anything could happen.

Angharad.

The next Totally Insane part 26, has been writted and sent for editing, which should please one person and stop the death threats. It should be posted sometime during the next few days. So for fans of the Kylie-verse, your patience will soon be rewarded.

Bonzi the Cat.

This has raised it's head again in my 'never-ending' tale of life and dormice. It's done so because it is a constant problem. My own transition was quite public and was known to hundreds if not thousands of people locally. I've also been 'outted' in the press two or three times, including mention on local TV and radio. So short of sending out six billion letters notifying everyone on the planet, it meant there'd be some who didn't know.