It will be an anniversary of my transition, 39 years ago - told you I was old. I'll be dragging myself up to the hospital for a diabetic eye test so won't be celebrating, not that the cats are very much partygoing types, they don't even drink milk prefering water from the toilet pan although I give them clean every morning. Since that day, I don't know how many posts I've made here, more than anyone else by quite a margin. I've been reading some of the back issues of Bike that Sephie posted and continued on. I think that my writing then was a good as anybody's and perhaps better than most, this isn't arrogance it's a reasonable conclusion if you don't believe me read those around Bike1520. If you don't feel anything you are some sort of stone and should see your doctor because you may have been dead for some time.

I'm still writing but Bike at the moment while I figure out how the changes to British law via the Supreme Court, which is full of spineless morons affects the narrative. How can a nonentitiy who writes bad children's stories and even worse whodunits be able to influence the highest court in the land, is it because she has earned rather a lot of money and is throwing her weight about? Shows how the general populace don't appreciate quality of any sort and finance total crap.