Person is Not a Rude Word

1.   Hit a bi-polar level II low at Xmas and New Year and not come through for 4 months (on the wheel/spiralling down/vicious circling)… spend much time darning socks and mending holes in thermal underwear…

2.   Seek tranquility at the Quakers Friends Meeting House: Sunday evening peace disturbed only by Vrrm! (middle-aged) weekendermods heading home on  Vespas; write about not being a scooter-pillion-mod(ette) in the 1979 film ‘Quadrophenia’ for  ‘Queer in Brighton’ history project…

3.   Join the populace with SAD as the ongoing ongoing winter reminds us that there’s no climate change without climate change; put on (& keep on) darned socks and not-so-holy thermals…

4.   Go glamping with Aspie buddies and miss out on the Bingo-ticket-book-sales; compensate by ‘going Gala’ on freebie Thursday (and recall first Bingo win of £5 – old monies – age 5 at Cornish village hall with Catholic priest the ‘legs-11, etc’ caller: in  days of 8 sherbert flying saucers for one old pence=1d!..)

5.   Following a  glampsite tour by pedal power, indulge a  fantasy of owning a three-wheeler bike with bucket seats for cushions and room for a trolley: becoming a trend-setting trike-and-trolley tranny for the upcoming latteryear Teenies…

6.   Hit internalised transphobia when maverick journalists bully trans folk in the press (hit the comfort eating bigtime)… but get excited when Brighton & Hove gives the OK/thumbs-up to the country’s first council-led ‘trans scrutiny’: a backlash on mouthy fear&hate-mongers…

7.   Give paining shoulders & knees a break: abandon  hillside-terraced community triple allotment plot for a wee cross-shaped community garden with edible pansies in complementary yellow & violet hues (and wonder when badge for being Compost Monitor will be assigned??)…

8.   Experience downsize delirium: recycle 275-tapes video collection to an eco-house being built with waste; experience donation dilemma: what books&mags/Pyrex crockery/’art’works to give to Oxfam – and ponder whether life can be lived without much-loved dome tent, “Brenda the Bender”??…

9.   Go West and East: beyond Bognor and as far as Eastbourne; rate the black-speckled vanilla ice cream bowl scoop in West Sussex – but not the soft-whipped ice cream van cone in the East (even with  ’99’ chocolate appendage…)

10.  Write (and abandon for 4+ months) draft Word Press pages about being transintersexual and spiritually/cranially acronym-atrophied; discover that ‘transintersex’ is not yet in Wikipedia…

11.   Do  the oestrogen-testosterone-progesterone tango  following visit to the endo(crinologist): debate having age- and/or (hr)T-enduced meno/andropausal depression stretching into months??. and be hopeful as mood-swinging, bag-slinging, trolley-wheelies, crave-sugar-feelies elective hermaphroditic??.

12.  Fail to manipulate iMovie into an unsynchronised swimming fotovideo mode… instead sink  teeth (and eyeballs) into  period no-swimming-costume dramas (also less-hair-glossed-and-nose-crimped): Davies’ Downton*, EB’s Wuthering Heights, Chummy’s midwifery, pals’ WW1 Village, Dicken’s Dorritting…
[*EastEnders meets UpstairsDownstairs]

13.  Enjoy Duke of York’s Picture House ‘Eyes Wide Open’ queer film screening of thoroughly-unavailable German 1983 cult classic, ‘Stadt der verlorenen Seelen’ or ‘City of Lost Souls’ (starring Jayne County & Tara O’Hara) – featuring more glitzy period costumes of a trans haute/out couture style…

14.  Unusually, paint a portrait of a Norwich Dandy: ‘Boxing Glove & Bunting’ – and lose it to posterity and the flatland wilderness of Norfolk…

15.  Be artful-filled: Fashion 16 birthday cards  out of recycled/swiped filing cabinet card folders and dividers – and other assorted scavenged visual flimflam… Exhibit urban flotsam hangings @ Assert Showcase  ‘4’ #Brighton Fringe… (Move to Gogogo: from zero photo enthusiasmo to fotobsessive/snapoholic…)