Category Archives: 90’s pop

Fancy a bite of lunch?

Apparently today is World Vampire Day. Not because there are more vampire flying around looking for blood, for a meal, but because its the anniversary of the day of the release of Bram Stoker’s book in 1897, and lets face it, in these days of hype, and social media, any excuse will do. Fine, I found out through Twitter, so sue me. Better, come and bite me, and sup on my blood, though my days of being an innocent virgin are long gone. Strictly, if I do get permission to get my bits bobbed a la Sex Reassignment Surgery, I would actually be a virgin again, but innocent might be more of an issue, lol!

Fine, yes, I do wonder what it would be like to be bitten by, and maybe transformed by a vampire as they supposedly do? I know, I’d probably enjoy it far more than I’m meant to, but besides all that… Or would they just take me as a quick feed, on the way to someone more interesting, and sexy?

Its funny, it was only earlier this week that a photo was posted on one of the vintage film groups, of the Brides of Dracula. Now that would be a fun role in a remake, and I’d probably need less make up to look so haggard, and pale, than some!

Lets face it, in folk lore, Vampires go back far further than Stoker, back to the Middle Ages in fact, and Alucard, and Vlad the Impaler, and the like. All truth, all fake, who knows, but today is definitely the day to think about it.

The video is from the 1992 Dracula movie, sung by Annie Lennox

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Does it matter if its black or white?

Despite what I might have had you thinking, there is actually something else happening on March 15th, other than my dancing girl moment at the Blackpool Film Festival. For far more people in the UK, the more important event that day is Comic Relief. Actually, I’m missing out on something fun related to that at work, as on the Wednesday, it seems its going to be one of those dress up opportunity days,  of the Superhero/heroine kind. Yes, I’ll miss it, as I’m off all week, due to it being the week of my Birthday, Cheltenham Racing Festival, and said Blackpool Film Festival, all of which work as good reasons for me not to be stuck at work that week. As it is, the only day I’ll see much (if any) of the racing is the Tuesday, as Wednesday is Flotation Tank day, Thursday afternoon, I’ll be travelling to Blackpool, and Friday, I’m sure I will be doing something!

Seeing as how I’m such a quiet, shy soul (stop laughing), I did have a couple of colleagues ask me who I would have dressed up as, if I’d been there, and I ended up coming up with a couple of fairly staid options, Supergirl, or Batgirl/woman. Fine, if I could have found a latex Bat…. outfit, it wouldnt necessarily have been that tame, but besides that. I might actually have been tempted to go for a female version of Iron Man, though the mask would make taking calls a bit of a challenge!

(PS If anyone wants to provide me with a Superheroine outfit to wear, and post a picture of me wearing it, to raise money for charity, let me know? Breast cancer charity preferred, but open to all suggestions)

Fine, for my International readers at least, let me explain the process behind Comic Relief. Its a televised charity campaign, designed to raise money for those less fortunate than ourselves in Africa. And in the days prior to Social Media mass advertising, it probably worked just fine. Trouble is, nowadays, as some might know, an awful lot of those so called celebrities (who I’ve never heard of) are more interested in making sure there are numerous pictures of them on Instagram, and other Social Media outlets, so that they can be seen in a positive light. I’m sure some of them actually do focus more on the work that needs to be done, than Social Media, but there are exceptions.

The one that came up earlier this week, was a woman called Stacey Dooley, who apparently won one of those celebrity TV dance shows, who seemed to be more concerned on getting her pictures up on Instagram, than doing any actual good deeds. And yes, according to some, they’re photo-shopped too! Yes, of the kind of picking up a cute African baby, having her picture taken with him, then put him down again! Under any normal circumstances, I would have just ignored her piece of ego boosting, but unfortunately, a black Labour MP couldnt do so. He complained about this piece of white celebrity ego massaging, and in truth, I couldnt argue with him on that! Thing is, it seems Comic Relief offered him the chance to go to Africa, and do a piece, both before, and after this, and he turned them down both times. Which probably shows he was only creating the row to raise publicity too!

So yes, in truth, I end up with no sympathy for either party, and wont be giving to Comic Relief, not that I have any money to do so, anyway. Maybe its a good thing I’m only a modest standard actress, and not a celebrity, lol?

Right, video time. What seemed a very apt Michael Jackson video, just maybe? This is the short version, and its still nearly 6 and a half minutes!

Slide away

When I was younger, I did manage to play a few sports to a school standard level, if nothing more. So in that sense, I must have been at least half decent at cricket, golf, and the shot putt. I also played rugby, and field hockey for my house, so I cant have been truly awful at those sports either. Yes, all pre transition, lol. I would also point out that I played darts to a level, where I played in the Somerset Superleague (2nd team), so must have been quite decent at that too, though that was only after school, obviously. Sadly, none of those sports had very exciting sports uniforms at the time (some rugby shirts seem a pretty sleek fit nowadays), so nothing to get kinky about there.

There are also a few sports where I admire the women who do it, but have no desire to take part in myself. One of them is that annual event starting next weekend in Alaska, the Iditarod race from Anchorage to Nome. I think all (of both genders) who do that event are amazing, given they race for over a week, in temperatures that are in negative F, let alone negative C, and I am certain I couldnt do that. Doesnt stop me thinking that I might have to retire a few weeks early in 2024 (assuming my body lasts that long, which seems highly doubtful), so that I can be in Anchorage for the start of the race in that year. Yes, I’d love to go to Nome, for the finish, but practically, my budget is going to be stretched enough as it is, without the crazy add on air fare to go there.

OK, lets stop word filling. There is a sport for which I’d have no desire to do, even if I was young, fit and healthy, but would love to wear the outfit for, and thats luging! Yes, guilty as charged, its a kinky an outfit as you can probably get, as a legitimate sports woman, lol. Admittedly, most of the skiing outfits arent a lot less so, but luge tops it for me. But no, the idea of throwing yourself down a steep slope, with sharp bends, on a glorified tray, no thanks! Yes, I was watching it this morning, and all I felt was jealousy of them, for getting to wear that outfit, not for the speedy slide down that hill, with practically no protection! Not that a 60 year old should be doing something like that, healthy or otherwise, but anyway… No slide, just the outfit, pretty please.

Oh, and while I’m talking about things that I feel a 60 year old shouldnt be wearing, maybe I’ve got it wrong? Yesterday morning, I was riding the bus to work, and we stopped in Wyke (near Bradford) to pick up a couple of people. I could see one of them had a red coat on, but it was only when she got on the bus, and used her senior bus card to travel, did I see what it was made of, PVC, or a very PVC like material. She also had on a red dress underneath it, in the same material. Oh, and she had red shoes on, with at least 4 inch heels! Yes, seriously, she looked great! So as Ron Moody sang in Oliver, I might have to think about that matter again!

No, I’m never going to buy something like that (cost as much as anything), but now, if someone presented me with a PVC, Leather, or Latex outfit, and told me to put it on, fine, I probably would! So…? 😉

OK, video time. Going back to the luge, and what those amazing ladies do, with a little live Oasis. Warning, there are a few ‘rude’ words at the beginning of the video, so if easily shocked, might be wise to pass?

All together now? Not my back!

Well, I wonder how all together things will be after the Brexit votes tonight? Fingers crossed for some positive, sane news, and I will leave it at that.

Unfortunately I had to venture out today, for a good reason, but its been freezing cold, and my back has been complaining loudly ever since I did so. I must admit, I felt like stepping into the TV last night, and hitting (as best I can) the local weatherman who was getting horribly over excited at the thought of the forthcoming snow. Yes, he’s young, and in perfect health, so good for him, have fun, but a bit of consideration for his viewers, of more mature years, and more damaged bodies might be nice, just saying. Not saying his name, as it would mean nothing to people who dont watch BBC regional news in Yorkshire, but if they do, the hit is ordered. No, seriously its not, but the sentiment was there. Oh, we havent had snow, and ice here yet, but he was gleefully forecasting it again tonight. I hope not, for his sake. And mine, I really cant afford a hitman, lol!

The reason I had to go out today, was because thanks to the deteriorating state of my back, I need to cut back my working week even further. Yes, the poor old girl cant even survive a 4 day week at this time of year at least, any more. I suspect it cant survive it regardless, but in current temperatures, no chance! So therefore, off to try and get some benefits to help me do this. The irony was, my own department that I work for, and I failed the verification system online. Probably because of all the name changes, and the fact that I dont apply for hundreds of credit cards, but I’m on the electoral roll, I’m on the Civil Service workers list, but anyway…

Universal Credit seems to attract an amount of media flak, but most of the postings at work tell me its actually a delight to be involved in. My feelings after today, somewhere in between. (Let me add I definitely did not get the feeling of special treatment, lol) I cant say that the lady I saw was overly welcoming, but she wasnt overly hostile either. Then again, I’m not out of work, so…? In truth, it seemed more an exercise of ticking her boxes, and that was it. I was trying to make it clear that my reason for claiming was that I needed to cut back my hours because of health issues, so the wages I’m currently on, wouldnt be the wages then, but not sure she really heard that. We will see?

Maybe she’s just had too many ‘grumpy’ customers, because my attempts to be polite, and helpful really got me nowhere, beyond getting my identity verified. So yes, I can see people with less of a link might think the service a bit too formal, and fierce. At the same time, the number of people they must get in work, wanting to do a health based hours reduction, not many, I suspect. So, I would say its not as bad as some portray it, but its not as good as others do. I suspect how much I get offered, if anything, if they think thats still going to be my salary, might tilt me one way or the other, we will see?

OK, video time. Hopefully my back will be roughly ‘all together’ in the morning, though I suspect if the weather forecast is right, that might be wishful thinking, but fingers crossed. The song, I find hard to believe is nearly 30 years old, but it is. And it proves Paul McCartney wasnt the only one to feature Christmas Day, 1914, in a song!

Girls, boys, and so much more

I’m not claiming that I thought I knew all of the LGBT+ terms that people use nowadays, but I thought I knew most of them, but showed up my lack of knowledge yesterday.

Had a request by email, and on the work intranet yesterday for people to act as representatives for a Princes Trust panel early next year. Thing is, as they put it, they were after the lesser represented groups to come forward. And yes, seemingly according to this, Intersex, and Non Binary are far too normal, lol. As for Transgender, and Pansexual, and the like, no thanks.

No, the people they were looking for, were from the following groups, and in truth, I had to look these up to know what they were.

http://gender.wikia.com/wiki/Bigender

http://gender.wikia.com/wiki/Demigirl

http://gender.wikia.com/wiki/Demiguy

So yes, even someone with as much involvement as I have, can learn something new!

In truth, I dont really mind what term any person chooses to select for themselves, its all a personal choice. At the same time, there is a point where you can see why the ghastly ‘rabid right wing Christian nutcases’ might be entitled to shout enough, in their eyes at least?

Oh fine, if someone wants to offer me the chance to be officially designated as a Fembot, I wont say no! 😛 Ooh, zap me baby, lol! Yeah, I wish!

………….

Lastly, my patience finally ran out with First Buses again. 3rd letter of complaint in about 6 months, not that I’ve even had the courtesy of a reply to the previous two, so this time I’ve mentioned passing it on to the controlling board if I dont get a reply.

I wasnt looking forward to a physio appointment at 4.45 tonight, travel wise, and I was proved right. I got back to the bus stop at 5.17, raining, and cold, less than perfect conditions for me. Still, by using all options, I should have had a bus coming along every 5 minutes. I waited 29! After all that, the bus driver had to go ‘somewhere’ when we finally reached town, and that was another 10 minutes delay. Yes, I might have just ‘slightly’ laid on how disabled I am, but by the time I got home, the back felt pretty dreadful, so… and Monday’s journey home was an hour longer than it should have been, and was only that because I got a taxi home from town!

Still wont hold my breath for even the respect of a reply, despite all that, mind, they really are a dreadful company.

Right, video time. Back to the initial subject for this. Some live Blur, though to say Damon Albarn looks less than enthused would be putting it mildly!

The perfect protective clothing

Apologies for another health related piece, of sorts, but its the diplomatic outcome. I really, really wanted to comment on the Brexit vote on Tuesday, and the complications surrounding it, but after an afternoon of working how to keep it politically neutral, I failed miserably, so you’re not getting it! I’ll work on trying to get there for Tuesday, but other than that…

The amusing thing is, the news of this potential clothing breakthrough came through one of the ‘weird’ writers forums that I inhabit. Lets just say he was thinking of a more kinky way to use this material, whereas I came up with a more beneficial potential for disabled people like myself.

https://www.leeds.ac.uk/news/article/4334/new_material_that_thickens_as_its_pulled

Yes, just think, especially with winter coming up, how beneficial a body suit made of material like this would be for people like me. Apart from the fact that I think I’d be snugly warm inside something like that, consider the potential. If I slipped on ice, for example, its fair to assume I would pull on the suit, it would thicken, so when I landed on my back, knees, or wrist (which lets face it, are all pretty vulnerable) I would have additional protection when I hit the ground! I might not get zero damage, but it would be very much reduced. Good, yes?

Oh fine, the snag is, that currently, and probably not in the near future either, such clothing doesnt actually exist. And lets face it, if it did, I suspect it would be well beyond my budget anyway. But wouldnt it be wonderful if a clothing company did run with something like this, as it would be such a boon for disabled, and elderly people like me.

So, can we get this done, pretty please? I doubt it, but its a great concept at least.

For those curious, the other guys idea? Yeah, bondage suit, not subtle, lol. My version would have an easy way to get into, and out of the outfit, I’m not sure he’d want things to be so easy!

For those with concern, the wrist is a little easier, and at least now I can ball my hand into a fist, which I certainly couldnt do on Friday, so clearly its better at least. In NFL health terms, I’d call myself a ‘probable’ for work tomorrow, though I will have to be careful. Its still a bit sore, but I think I can cope? Strictly, I could elect to go back Wednesday, if I’m not happy with it, on the basis of being able to self certificate for a week. Yes, I know, maybe I should, but I could do with getting out, lol! 😛 I need to be back by Friday, anyway, as its the works Christmas meal, and I’ve got a dress to wear, lol!

OK, video time. I probably ought to apologise for this, but incredibly, this was the Christmas number 1 record 25 years ago. And fine, its a protective suit, and if I hit the ground wearing this, I’d probably barely notice the fall! So…

The second hand unwinds

One thing I have never been, is one of these people who have to have numerous accessories to cover every occasion. Therefore, for me, one handbag pretty much does all, until its worn out, and then I get one replacement, and nothing more. Another thing I feel the same way about, is watches.

Therefore, despite having hit 60, and always wearing a watch when out, I doubt the number I’ve owned in my life would reach double figures, or if it has, literally only just. Yes, thinking about it, I’ve had my last watch for over 10 years (probably nearer 12), and not bothered with another watch in the interim. But yes, as they say, everything comes to an end, and given I’ve only just put a new battery in it, and its still losing time, I think I’ve worn it out! Given it cost about £6 back then, I think its been a value buy, lol!

You would think, with inflation, that its replacement would be more expensive, right? But of course, anything that has improved with technology, even things that were cheap in the first place, not true! If I could have waited about 3 weeks for a new one to arrive from China, I could have got a very nice one for about £3. When I need one A.S.A.P, and have to buy one from the UK, its still only £5! Its got a large face (ideal for short sighted old biddies), and its silver (ideal for robot wannabees), and will arrive early next week, so I’ve bought it. Just think, if it lasts as long as this one, and given my fragile body, it could outlive me! Hopefully not, but unless the pain really can be eased, I might be grateful if it does.

The other thing that I’ve done today, that tells me that I’m getting old, and practical, is booking a hotel stay. On 14th December, we are having the staff Christmas do, at a nice place near to work. To sum up, there are 11 going, all ladies! Now, because this only gets started at 7.45 – 8.00 pm, or so, after work on that day, its going to be a late night, by the time it finishes. Yes, I’ve already got the day after off, though only to allow the back to recover, not a hangover recovery in my case.

But yes, this means, its not going to finish early, lets face it? So, given that at best, I’d need a late night taxi home from Huddersfield, and possibly a late night taxi home from Bradford, I’ve got boring, and sensible. Yes, I’ve booked a hotel nearby for the night, and will come home the next morning. Its literally 5 minutes from work, 5 minutes (in a different direction) from where we are eating, so all makes sense. And besides, it gives me somewhere decent to change in the evening too! Well, as decent as a Travelodge can be at least, lol! In truth, with the discount I’ve got from them, its no more expensive than a taxi from Bradford to Huddersfield, even at the budget end of things! I know, where’s the excitement in that, but fine, I’m too old for excitement now, lol!

And besides, if I pull (stop laughing now!), I’ve got a double room in town! No, not going to happen, but thought has given me a fit of the giggles at least!

Right, video time. It is 3 years since I used the Cyndi Lauper version of this, so it would have been fine to use again. But then I found this, from a talented artist that not enough people know, who died way too young.

Walking in Wembley

Its funny how things play out, isnt it? Oh, I know I say I’ve never seen an NFL game live, but strictly, thats not quite true. What I should say is that I’ve never seen a regular season game live. Thats because, just over 28 years ago, in those deluded days when I was trying to be a guy, and failing miserably, I went to one of those pre-season games, that neither side takes seriously, at Wembley. I dont actually remember much about the game itself, only that it took forever to get out of the stadium parking afterwards.

But the connection between that, and today, is one team. Then the Los Angeles Raiders, now the Oakland Raiders, and soon (presumably?) to be the Las Vegas Raiders played that day, and today is the first time they’ve been back since. Yes, I know, its a different stadium now, but besides all that…they’ve returned.

Looking back, I have no idea why I went to that game that year, but didnt go and see Buffalo (my team) the following year, but I suspect cost, and probably time were the big issues for that? Regardless, I wouldnt rush to see the current Bills team, for sure!

I wonder if anyone who was there, just over 28 years ago, is there today? Maybe a few, but not many, I’m sure? The funny thing is, I’ve been to their stadium in Oakland, though for a baseball game (now only NFL/MLB cross sports stadium), and I’ve seen the Coliseum in Los Angeles, though never (as yet) been inside it. So maybe, after the move, I really will have to visit Las Vegas, and take in a game? Wouldnt it be funny if my first real NFL game also involved the Raiders, in their new home?

So yes, in terms of NFL, me and the Raiders go back a long way. Further than that, in fact, as before I left home in 1983, one night, I was playing around with my radio, and found US Forces radio station, and they were covering an NFL game. Yes, no prizes for working out who one of the teams were, it was the Oakland Raiders!

Right, video time. Couldnt think of anything really apt, other than ‘Walk of Life’, which I’ve used a couple of times, so not using again. Then I thought of this…

The circles of life

OK, two fun things that came out of the trip to London this week, for my Department LGBT committee meeting, both representing a circle of sorts.

The first one isnt related to work, mind, it actually relates to the London Underground, hows that? Yes, that yellow line that goes around, and around, with seemingly no end, the Circle line. As a child, I always wondered how they decided where, and when to end a service that went around in circles, as at some point it had to start at the beginning of the day, and finish at the end. Equally, I have no idea how they reduced the service outside of peak hours either, but anyway, enough childhood musings, as I’m sure they had some clever way of doing it, but I just have no idea what it is.

But seemingly, now, its not a circle anymore, even if its still called the Circle line! Strictly, the trains do a circular route, with a ‘tail’ on one end, to take it to Hammersmith, but when that ‘circle’ gets back to Edgware Road, after a full loop, it stops, and runs back the other way. I found this out yesterday, as I thought I was being a shrewd ‘old bird’ by just staying on the Circle Line, all the way from St James Park, to Kings Cross, but still ended up having to drag my body across platforms, and up stairs (no lift) at Edgware Road, to be able to do so. If I’d known that, I could have saved myself a whole lot of time, changed at Victoria, but anyway… But yes, the Circle line is very much a misnomer nowadays, great shame, in more senses than one. It seems (thank you, Wikipedia) that it has been doing this since December 2009, which shows just how often I go to London nowadays!

I actually had another train first, the first time I’ve travelled under London, other than by tube, when I rode a Thameslink train from St Pancras, to Abbey Wood. Again, its been happening for a while, but was my first time.

The other circle I did, was a circle of work. My first ever (unsuccessful) job interview in 1974, at the age of 16, was for a junior position in the Ministry of Defence, in Westminster. I remember nothing much about it, other than that it was a very imposing building, everyone was dressed immaculately, and I had to sign various documents before I could even have an interview. This week, of course, I visited the imposing building that houses my Department in Westminster, almost certainly completing the London works circle in my life! I’m not sure if it will be my last visit to London in a works related role, though given the frailty of my back now, it might be.

But yes, the changes in 44 years, quite incredible. And yes, I wore a formal black dress, but I was the only one I saw dressed formally in that sense, lol! Back then, I’m sure every woman wore a dress, and probably heels too, which I passed on.

Next Thursday, not only am I involved in another LGBT event, this is a complete Civil Service one, and I will be there. I’m sure if you’d told that nervous 16 year old, on that first day in a government building, that this would be happening, I would have laughed at you. But yes, things have changed, for sure.

Right, video time. I didnt even need to tweak the blog title to work this one in, lol!

Anybody got a crane?

In theory, today was my day off to recover from work yesterday, on the basis that the ‘old girl’ is now unable to do 2 days work in a row, which is pretty much true, nowadays. I know, I somehow get through on a Friday/Saturday combo, but believe me, I’m sore at the end of the Saturday. Sadly, finances don’t permit me to cut back to a 3 day week, I only wish it did!

So you’re saying I’ve had a nice relaxing day today, given the body the chance to recover, and all that stuff? Yes, I wish! This morning, saw me up even earlier than usual, as I needed to get to Sheffield for a meeting, at 10! To my delight, with all I’ve heard of Northern Rail of late, we set off from Huddersfield on time. Snag is, it wasnt long before we werent on time, and getting later. About 6 minutes by the time we got to Sheffield, and as it was one of their ‘legendary’ (not in a good way) pacer trains, I got there definitely shaken, as well as stirred by being late. Thankfully, the tram, and the building for the meeting was easier to find, so all well.

Fine, we over ran, not even close, about 25 minutes over, on a 2 hour meeting, so we ended up in a quiet area to finish off. Good time, but fine, any interesting meeting, related to LGBT issues is good by me. So, I missed my planned train home, and the next one wasnt until 45 minutes later, so bite of lunch, before the train.

Sadly, my knowledge of train timetables was better than the conductor on the train from Sheffield to Wakefield, but I sorted him out in the end, lol. Unfortunately, the train at Wakefield to take me back to Huddersfield was an even more basic Pacer train, so more ouch for me! And home much later than planned too!

Then we had a ‘visitor’ that Eric seemingly knew about, but hadnt bothered to tell anyone else about. Window salesman! Actually, he was quite nice, but I’d wanted to get on with things, Ella and her friend had places to go, but we had to aid Eric instead! So now I’m sat here typing this, aching like hell, and going to work tomorrow, when I could really do with some recovery time, to get over the so called recovery day! So, if anyone has a spare crane, I might need it to help to lift me up at work tomorrow, anytime I need to move! As for jobs (other than this) that needed to be done today, and there were several, not now going to happen, and heaven knows when they will, now! Thursday, maybe, though I have to go out to collect a prescription then, aargh! Thats assuming I can even move by then, of course?

Right, video time. I mentioned the title a moment ago. Yes, I would love to have been in this video, especially given the suit (and helmet), and the silver paint job. As for the flight in the space craft, oh I wish! So, what I might be saying to someone at work tomorrow…