I was staying away in a hotel a few days ago and had a (rare) evening when I didn't have too much work to do. I called into the local WHSmith to get myself a magazine or two to while away the evening. When I lined them up on my bedside table the combination struck me as hilarious. They were 'Cosmopolitan', 'Steam Railway', and 'New Scientist'. A pretty unlikely combination, you will allow, and one which still had me chcklimng on the way to court the next day.
The serious point, if there is one, is that I have no intention of throwing away or denying the parts of me which have made me me and which I enjoy. There is no prospect of my taking up cross-stitch or flower arrangeing in the near future.
Oh yes - and now it is less than two weeks before I head off to Thailand for my reassignment surgery. Wish me luck.
Robin Moira White