It is written...
...that whenever two or more tranny bloggers are gathered in the same place, there shall be eating of Chinese food.
Well, perhaps it's just a coincidence that the two times I've met Isobel have involved a Chinese. The first time was at Transpocalypse last year, way over in Liverpool. Which is kinda weird because we actually live just down the road from each other.
So it was great to meet [ ]* and [ ]* partner again a bit closer to home, and in considerably less rushed circumstances, when Jane and I were invited over for a meal yesterday. Nice time, the home-cooked Chinese was very delicious too.
Actually this has been a bit of a month for mini-blogmeets. Last week I bumped into fellow King's Lynn blogger (non-tranny, in case there's any confusion) Stegbeetle for the first time. Always good to put faces to names!
*Insert your pronouns of choice here. I gave up trying to make this sentence work both accurately and aesthetically. Because, strictly speaking, we didn't meet Isobel again last night, we met her male counterpart. I still find writing about this stuff without breaking my own perceived "tranny etiquette" a bit of a minefield sometimes.
Well, perhaps it's just a coincidence that the two times I've met Isobel have involved a Chinese. The first time was at Transpocalypse last year, way over in Liverpool. Which is kinda weird because we actually live just down the road from each other.
So it was great to meet [ ]* and [ ]* partner again a bit closer to home, and in considerably less rushed circumstances, when Jane and I were invited over for a meal yesterday. Nice time, the home-cooked Chinese was very delicious too.
Actually this has been a bit of a month for mini-blogmeets. Last week I bumped into fellow King's Lynn blogger (non-tranny, in case there's any confusion) Stegbeetle for the first time. Always good to put faces to names!
*Insert your pronouns of choice here. I gave up trying to make this sentence work both accurately and aesthetically. Because, strictly speaking, we didn't meet Isobel again last night, we met her male counterpart. I still find writing about this stuff without breaking my own perceived "tranny etiquette" a bit of a minefield sometimes.
How time flies. :-)
Doesn't feel like only 3 months ago does it?
Tonight we finished the hedgehog pudding, leaving the cheesecake for tomorrow.
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