At least I'm not the Paul Gascoigne

Got a busy weekend coming up, so not much time to blog. I've grabbed a few minutes while Jane's in the bath reading my copy of Repartee that came today. She's guffawing at the fact I'm in a feature Gillian edited called "Before They Were Famous".

According to Jane, my level of fame is "The Steve McManaman of the Tranny World". Apparently this is a good thing!

Bizarrely when I looked up who Steve McManaman was (reinforcing Jane's theory that he's only famous enough to be well known by people into football, in the same way only someone with a pretty thorough knowledge of the UK tranny scene would ever have heard of me) I discovered he was born exactly one day before me! There must be something in Horoscopes after all. ;-)

So as I said, this weekend is a busy one. Tomorrow we're off down to London for an old-skool tranny night. I've got a list as long as my arm of people I've got to see, including Shannon and Mini (a small portion of the Derby posse), Katya and Cyanne (from Sydney), Joanna Nicholls, Karol Cross, Tidy (a Flickr contact), Yoko (Flickr too, from Japan), Valerie (Finland), Clarissa Clement, Connie and Tracy...

I've probably forgotten some. :-) And I was gonna link to all their spaces on the web. But, I cannot be arsed.

Feedback to the new January date for Transpocalypse has been a lot more promising. Which is good. Looking forward to seeing a lot of you again, or for the first time!

Then on early on Monday Jane and I are off to the Algarve for a last-minute holiday. Which I'm really looking forward to!

But it does mean that I won't be able to post the second part of the Tranny and TV two-parter, so...