A Girl of Two Cities

So we flew back from Barcelona to Manchester coincidentally (er, kind of) on the same day of that highlight of the Tranny summer season: Trans-Mission's Midsummer Manchester birthday bash!

(Note to self: suggest title to Vicky for next year's birthday party as "Midsummer Madchesterness". She'd go for that, I just know it. Especially if I managed to work in a few more syllables.)

Well as we were in town (total coincidence, honest!) we couldn't not go, really, could we?

Hooking up with Shannon Starr (and Little Shannon - don't ask), we crashed into Canal Street and for another monster night out.

End of holiday.

Well, not quite.

The next night Jessica had very kindly offered to put us up in her home town of Liverpool, a place where she'd not yet actually been out en-femme! So who better to take her out on her home debut than Sophie and me? So we had yet another thoroughly good night out.

And then we all dropped down dead from exhaustion.

Here are the pics from those two extra nights out we tacked on to the end of our Barcelona adventure. Enjoy!