Newcastle Friday
On Friday I went to Newcastle for a night out Bea, Gemma, Donna, Karen D, and Karen M. The hotel I stayed in was full of stag and hen parties same as the last time I stayed there. I wasn't really worried. My confidence must be getting better. I was still a bit nervous and there was no way I was using a lift full of drunken blokes. I always think to myself would my wife have done this. I try to think as much like her when it comes to awkward situations, well how I think she would have handled them.
We all met up at Twist and then went on to Puccinini's the Italian restaurant we dined in first time I was out in Newcastle.
I did bring up about my plans to travel to Manchester as female. I was told not to worry as I would be fine. I must admit I was still unsure. I had been fretting about this for some time.
Other subjects came up like transitioning and Gemma's friend, a genetic girl, wanted to know about how we viewed ourselves, basically our sexuality as she found it all very confusing.
All I could really say is don't confuse gender identity with sexuality. You look at anyone and just looking at bhow they present themselves you probably can't tell what their sexuality is 100% and that goes for everyone trans or not. Be comfortable with your own and you won't have a problem with other peoples. She asked about me and I said I'm hetrosexual, but really it dosen't interest me these days since my wife passed on. When I present as female it's not about sex. For me personally I cannot be female in bed so when it came to sex I am a hetrosexual male. We are all different, but don't make the mistake of confusing identity with sexuality. In the end all I can do is say about myself and really you have to get to know someone before making any judgements.
After the meal we went on to The Yard for a few drinks. The one thing that surprised me was that it was pretty quiet for a Friday night. I decided to leave about 1am because I wanted to get up reasonably early to get ready for the trip to Manchester. I had decided that I was going to make the most of my time out and confront another fear. Karen was going to Manchester on the train.
The Train Journey Saturday Morning
I awoke just after 7am. It looked a reasonable day a bit windy but not raining. I got ready and dressed to blend in. Jeans, a top, flat ankle boots and my coat. I also tried to use as little make up as possible.
Everything packed, I thought to myself I really need a bigger handbag. Wheeling my luggage down to the reception it was quite busy. At the desk I handed in the keycard and I thought here it comes she is going to use my male name. The receptionist didn't, but gave me a quite beautiful smile and asked if I had enjoyed my stay as I paid the bill. She wished me a good safe onward journey. I left probably with a very big smile. I walked up to the station which wasn't far away. I had to remember not to sling my bag over my shoulder when I couldn't wheel it. That wouldn't be very ladylike.
It was just after 9am and Newcastle station was relatively busy. I checked for the next train. I had to change at York and the train was in about10 minutes on the other side of the station, so off I went. I didn't notice anyone paying much attention to me. I felt good maybe I was blending in. The train a X-Country to Reading wasn't to full. I boarded and put my luggage in a rack and got a seat near it so I could keep an eye on it. 2 teenage girls sat in the seats ahead of me.and never batted an eyelid when they saw me. Actually I think they were to busy discussing the night before and what they had been up to.
The journey was uneventful. I wished I had a couple of magazines to read or my mp3 player. I texted Kate to let her know I was on my way and when I would be arriving and where we could meet.
York station was busy and that was the first leg over. Looking for my connection a Transpennine Express to Liverpool which made me smile. It really was Trans today. Sorry terrible joke. Coming over the bridge from another platform were a group of lads chanting and making a racket. I thought here we go. They were stopped by the police and then ejected from the station.. I caught the train which was busier than the last one.
At Leeds it really started to fill up. A lady sat down next to me. She could have sat elsewhere, but she smiled at me and then rummaged around in her handbag. Touched up her make up and then settled to read her magazine. By the time we got to Manchester it was standing room only.
Getting of the train I thought to myself you did it. I had this amazing sense of freedom. I had never really felt that before it was almost overwhelming. I have had intense feelings of happiness and joy when I've been out, but this was different. I can only think of one thing that could replicate that feeling and that can't happen. I hope where ever she is, she saw a truly amazing moment. For a short time I knew what it was to be free from my fears, everything, that is the only way I can describe it..
Saturday Afternoonm / Evening
I went to the hotel and found my room wasn't ready so they stored my bag and said it would be ready in an hour. I was a bit early. I to The View bar for a drink and meet up with Kate. When Kate arrived she looked really good. I know she has been dieting and she has lost quite a bit of weight since I last saw her.
It was great to see her again. By this time I probably had a smile that stretched back to Newcastle.
After going back to the hotel getting my room and a quick check of my face we went shopping. Arriving in the city and not having to get changed just added to the sense of freedom.
We went for something to eat in Debenhams as I hadn't had any breakfast. Out shopping I bought a pair of jeans size 10 which fit perfectly, better than any of bob's. A really nice jumper, a 14, I seem to be getting smaller. Hopefully my shoulders will shrink a bit more.While we were out the wind was quite strong and it rained quite a bit, but it didn't matter.
Later that evening after we had decided to get back and changed for the evening. We met up again for a meal in Velvet. It was great to catch up on everything that had happened since I was last down. It was a shame Mrs Kate didn't make it out, but hopefully she will next time.
We eventually we ended up in Naps which was quite warm and after dancing for nearly an hour my right leg began to feel a bit strange, but after cooling down everything returned to normal. I have a good idea what was wrong and it wasn't a problem. Kate was concerned, but I assured her I was fine.
The night came to an end and we parted company. I had had a fantastic time, we hugged and parted company. It was just after 3am and I thought being Sunday I wouldn't get up to early. It would turn out to be an intense emotional day.
Sunday
I got up just after 10am and decided to go for another wander round the shops and down to the Christmas Market. I ended up going to te Arndale Centre and bought a nice pair of flat shoes. I am a bit wary of heels at the moment. I also got some more jewelleryy. A thought struck me. I've been looking for Sarah McLachlan's dvd Mirrorballl for some while. I went off to HMV. They didn't have it, but they did have the Afterglow dvd and cd set. Needless to say I bought it. The link below is a song from the dvd.
.YouTube - "Possession (Live)"
Time was moving on and the Transgender Remembrance in Sackville Gardens was at 3 45 so I headed back to the Village..Later that night I posted on my other blog about the service. The link below takes you there.
Limbo Land: Transgender Day Of Remembrance
Afterwards I spoke to a few girls and Andrea Waddell's brother Nick in Taurus. He told me about his sister and we talked about Brighton and how he thought she would be safe there.Tragically that wasn't the case. My couple of times there left me with the impression of a very friendly tolerant place, but it only takes one, words fail me to describe the thing that murdered her.Later on before he left he came and hugged me. No more words were needed. I must admit I felt quite emotional.
I had interesting chat with Ellie who was really nice and told me some great stories and I hope her transition continues to go well. I spoke to a few other girls as well. It was just sad that we were all there for something that shouldn't be needed, but is.
After getting something to eat I went back to the hotel and wrote the post on Limbo Land it was something I needed to do. That blog is part of a multiple sclerosis blog list so perhaps some people outside the Trans World will read it and think why do these people have to suffer this violence and hopefully find we are just trying to live like anyone else.
The whole 3 days was like living on a rollercoaster, but I wouldn't have missed it for the world. I am just sad that Sunday evening had to happen.
Look after yourselves out there
Karen xx
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Tuesday, 24 November 2009
Sunday, 18 October 2009
3Ks and a Confidence Boost
I had a great couple of days out in Newcastle which gave me a real confidence boost.
I met up with the girls in Twist. I was first there as I'm always chopping at the bit to get out if I haven't been out in a while. It had been nearly a month which is quite short since last time.
Bea, Karen Dawn, Karen Mayo, Claire and a lady friend of Bea's turned up. Altogether there were 3 of us called Karen which got a bit confusing, hence the 3Ks in the title.
We moved on to an Indian restaurant where we met up with Christine and Gemma. I only knew Bea, Gemma and Karen Dawn so it was great to meet the other girls. I had a good chat with Claire and Christine. Claire was struggling a bit as she had had a long drive and was feeling very tired.
We had a really nice meal and then moved on to The Yard A T friendly gay bar. Christine, Claire, and Bea's friend decided to call it a night. At the Yard I got talking to a few other girls and a genetic girl who gave me all sorts of compliments about my make up, hair (wig) and how I was dressed which was really nice. I also got similar comments from a couple of gay guys in their twenties. Who were talking to Bea and Karen Dawn. It was refreshing that the conversation with them didn't revolve around sex.
I had a nice chat with Karen Mayo who is having her surgery early next year. I think Bea and myself were the only ones not transitioning. Karen seemed to be quite worried about me and thought I had fallen over somewhere when I disappeared for awhile. I was just in the queue for the toliet. A real disadvantage for women if you are desperate.
The night came to an end. Gemma offered to give me a lift, but the hotel was quite near so I said I would be ok.
The hotel was opposite the train station and on the way back it was quite busy. Nobody paid any attention to me which was great it can be quite wild round there.
Saturday morning I went out about 10am. Now I was a bit nervous about going out in the city centre. It felt like a totally different proposition to Manchester which probably see's more transgender people. My fears were unfounded. I got a couple of looks from some people, but that is to be expected I guess, but nothing bad. A lot of teenagers were out in the city centre, but none gave me any hassle. All the shop assistants I spoke to were really nice and very helpful. I didn't actually buy much, the queues were quite long, but I did get a really nice top that I am really pleased with.
I had said to Bea I would text her in the morning and we could meet up. Now it gets a bit complicated. I had been in touch with Andrea via the Angels Forum a friend of Bea's who lives in Durham. I said I could get the train out and meet up with her and Mrs Andrea. Now I had never met them because they both couldn't make it out the couple of times I had been in Newcastle before. Now to cut a long story short after a few texts, Bea turned up I think with a hangover.
We went for a coffee and I told her Andrea had been in touch so Bea decided we could drive through to Durham.
This was a real first for me I had never been to Durham at all and I would like to get a better a look around sometime as we didn't have much time. It was great to finally meet Andrea and Mrs Andrea. Andrea is out virtually out full time similar to Bea in some respects. I know she has had some problems, but is overcoming them and I wish them both all the best.
The evening came to an end and after dropping off the 2 Andreas, Bea ran me back to my hotel.
I got an early night after all the nerves I did feel drained and very tired.
I had really enjoyed myself and got a massive confidence boost.
I feel more at ease with myself and presenting as female just feels so right for me. I know I will never completely escape the closet, but I am finding a balance with more freedom.
That for me is all I really want after everything that has happened this year. The friends I have made, some I've met, some I haven't, have been an immense help for which I can never thank them enough.
Karen xxx
I met up with the girls in Twist. I was first there as I'm always chopping at the bit to get out if I haven't been out in a while. It had been nearly a month which is quite short since last time.
Bea, Karen Dawn, Karen Mayo, Claire and a lady friend of Bea's turned up. Altogether there were 3 of us called Karen which got a bit confusing, hence the 3Ks in the title.
We moved on to an Indian restaurant where we met up with Christine and Gemma. I only knew Bea, Gemma and Karen Dawn so it was great to meet the other girls. I had a good chat with Claire and Christine. Claire was struggling a bit as she had had a long drive and was feeling very tired.
We had a really nice meal and then moved on to The Yard A T friendly gay bar. Christine, Claire, and Bea's friend decided to call it a night. At the Yard I got talking to a few other girls and a genetic girl who gave me all sorts of compliments about my make up, hair (wig) and how I was dressed which was really nice. I also got similar comments from a couple of gay guys in their twenties. Who were talking to Bea and Karen Dawn. It was refreshing that the conversation with them didn't revolve around sex.
I had a nice chat with Karen Mayo who is having her surgery early next year. I think Bea and myself were the only ones not transitioning. Karen seemed to be quite worried about me and thought I had fallen over somewhere when I disappeared for awhile. I was just in the queue for the toliet. A real disadvantage for women if you are desperate.
The night came to an end. Gemma offered to give me a lift, but the hotel was quite near so I said I would be ok.
The hotel was opposite the train station and on the way back it was quite busy. Nobody paid any attention to me which was great it can be quite wild round there.
Saturday morning I went out about 10am. Now I was a bit nervous about going out in the city centre. It felt like a totally different proposition to Manchester which probably see's more transgender people. My fears were unfounded. I got a couple of looks from some people, but that is to be expected I guess, but nothing bad. A lot of teenagers were out in the city centre, but none gave me any hassle. All the shop assistants I spoke to were really nice and very helpful. I didn't actually buy much, the queues were quite long, but I did get a really nice top that I am really pleased with.
I had said to Bea I would text her in the morning and we could meet up. Now it gets a bit complicated. I had been in touch with Andrea via the Angels Forum a friend of Bea's who lives in Durham. I said I could get the train out and meet up with her and Mrs Andrea. Now I had never met them because they both couldn't make it out the couple of times I had been in Newcastle before. Now to cut a long story short after a few texts, Bea turned up I think with a hangover.
We went for a coffee and I told her Andrea had been in touch so Bea decided we could drive through to Durham.
This was a real first for me I had never been to Durham at all and I would like to get a better a look around sometime as we didn't have much time. It was great to finally meet Andrea and Mrs Andrea. Andrea is out virtually out full time similar to Bea in some respects. I know she has had some problems, but is overcoming them and I wish them both all the best.
The evening came to an end and after dropping off the 2 Andreas, Bea ran me back to my hotel.
I got an early night after all the nerves I did feel drained and very tired.
I had really enjoyed myself and got a massive confidence boost.
I feel more at ease with myself and presenting as female just feels so right for me. I know I will never completely escape the closet, but I am finding a balance with more freedom.
That for me is all I really want after everything that has happened this year. The friends I have made, some I've met, some I haven't, have been an immense help for which I can never thank them enough.
Karen xxx
Sunday, 23 August 2009
Alive and Kicking Again
Well the last post written while sitting in the hotel room waiting to go out is quite funny to me now. My fear was unfounded as I knew it would be. I looked out the window, I was up on the 4th floor. I had a view of the hotel entrance. There was a taxi rank which was quite busy and there were loads of people out smoking. I could hear lots of shouting. Getting a hotel in Newcastle can be difficult at the weekend due to the amount of stag and hen parties.I grabbed my handbag and went out the door. I closed my good eye for a few seconds walking down the corridor. The other one was definitely a bit worse, but I knew that wouldn't last. This really felt like that first time I walked out in Manchester. Into the lift, through the reception and outside. I walked by with my head up and a smile on my face not rushing. I didn't hear or see anything directed at me. I felt very nervous but really alive. All I could think off was 'This is me, and I love it.
Out on the street I was heading towards the Centre for Life which wasn't far away. I was meeting Bea and whoever else was coming out in a bar called Twist. I was first there even though I was a bit late, but that wasn't a problem. I got an orange juice, alcohol is virtually out these days, and I sat by the window. I had calmed down, but emotionally I seemed to be in overdrive. I was so happy to be out. Bea and Karen Dawn turned up and it fantastic to see Bea again and meet Karen. It seems there are a few Karen's in Newcastle, a popular name. Karen and myself had the idea that we should find as many girls called Karen and have a night out in Newcastle and totally confuse Bea. Karen told me she has been coming out for about 3 months, but she has had a constant battle throughout her life and is heading towards transition. This has taken a toll on her personal life. A lovely lady, I really wish her all the best. Denny then turned up who I had met before. Denny is also in the process of transition, female to male and I think he said he had got his gender recognition certificate. Denny really is a nice bloke, a bit quiet, but I guess it's a bit difficult listening to us lot.
We went of to the Chinese restaurant where we met Gemma. Now there were a few good natured nose jokes. Gemma had not long had her nose done, and we got the photos and story. Bea did then go quieter. I thought Gemma looked really well and I got the feeling she was more confident in herself from the last time I saw her. She is a lovely lass and I hope everything continues to go well for her. We had a lovely meal. I got the hang of the chopsticks again. We all talked about various things. How life was treating us all. Happy and sad it was all there. It was a release for me. I've had to deal with a few things since I was last out and make a few changes. One thing I hope continues is being able to see my friends where ever they are in this country.
After the meal we went to a bar called the Yard. I lost everyone briefly thinking they had gone upstairs. Eventually I found them. Upstairs was packed, so not much chance off having a dance. A male admirer and his wife ended up talking to us. I got asked about my hands. They are the one thing that dosen't give me away. They are smaller or about the same size as some womens' I know. It also seems I look smaller than my actual height and I got complemented on my cheek bones. It is nice to get these compliments, but when you have another bloke standing at the bar staring at you it is a bit strange. I am hetrosexual, but these days sex isn't an issue at all. It's been a few years and these days I would be more than happy to just go out shopping with a girl. Men do not interest me at all.
One thing talking to Gemma and Karen and other girls since I've been getting out. I've wondered what effect the hormones would have on me. I've always wondered how I would be as a woman.
That journey isn't for me. I may not be much of a man, but I am and I do not have the will or courage to transition and all power to those that do. Taking hormones could be potentially very dangerous I guess, for me as my system is a bit screwed up. I have heard of a lady in the States who has MS and is continuing to transition that shows how much it means to those who take that road. It really is tough and that is understatement.
The night came to an end and we all hugged. Gemma had her car and was dropping Bea and Karen off.
It was the end of a fantastic night out. Next time in Newcastle I want to spend a couple of days there and go shopping, but Manchester is next and I basically get to live as I want for 5 days, but more importantly see more of my friends. I really am lucky.
May you realise your dreams and goals.
Love
Karen xx
P.S. The picture above is me in the restaurant really happy. It just felt right to put it with this post.
Friday, 21 August 2009
Stressed, but having fun I think
Sitting in the hotel in Newcastle at the moment and the place is full of stag and hen parties. I think half of Ireland is here. This is going to be fun. This is the first time I've stayed in a hotel not close to the Village in Manchester. Last time in Newcastle I stayed with Bea. It's all character building stuff. I guess I am a bit stressed the eye is worse, but I know that is only temporary. Better get back to getting ready. Should be funny reading this later.
Monday, 9 February 2009
Two Cities, Lots of Snow and Four Wonderful Days,
I'm back home recovering from an amazing week where I spent more than half of it as Karen. I managed a couple of firsts for me, which would have scared the hell out of me a year ago. One thing that came out was I felt so comfortable with myself dressed up more than I ever have before I didn't want it to end. It just felt so right if that makes sense. I guess reality has set in now and I'm back to being bob for awhile. I can't complain I'm really enjoying my life. There are people suffering real bad, some I know and my heart goes out to them.
Any way if you have a few minutes let me take you back to my latest adventures.
Monday 2nd February
I set off for Manchester amid some of the worst snow, apparently the country has seen for years. Luckily for me the worst was in the South of England. I got to Manchester ok and into my room at the Rem. Now this time I didn't take much with me clothes wise because I intended to go shopping and needed to leave room in the bag. Saying that I still had a fair bit.
I had arranged to go shopping with Kate and Mrs Kate the next day, but more about that later. I didn't think anyone would be out in the Village on a Monday night especially with such horrendous weather.
Diana said she would come out. I was really happy. The last couple of times I'd been down I hadn't got to spend much time her. Diana is a really good friend and it is always a pleasure to be in her company. I didn't realise she was having a few problems and it took a lot for her to come out. I hope they clear up soon.
We did have a problem meeting up due to a mobile phone problem which Diana has recounted in her blog, I was at fault for not going out to look for her for which I'm really sorry.
We did eventually meet up outside the Rem pub. I must admit she looked fantastic in the horrible weather. We went to the Genghis Khan restaurant where they told us we had enough time for a couple of bowls. We looked at each other and said 'ok', unsure what they meant.
We had to put whatever meat or seafood in a bowl along with other selections of veg and sauces or other spices and hand it to the chef who stir fried it on a big hot plate. We made up a bowl each. I went for pork and a mixture,left it for the chef and we sat down. The waitress came back with the food and chopsticks. I hadn't used those in years. The memory came back and I think I did ok. My next bowl was a chilli beef. I think I over did it with the chilli. I enjoyed it and would like to go back again sometime.
We moved on to Via for a few drinks and a gossip. It was karaoke night so we went for a wander upstairs among the strange tables and chairs. Diana took a few pictures one of which she sent to her blog.
We had a lovely evening, catching up and it was a wonderful start to a magical 3 days in Manchester.
Tuesday 3rd February
Kate and Mrs Kate had planned a trip to the Trafford Centre. Now I had said before that I wanted to go on a train in K mode. We arranged a place where Kate would pick me up in her car.
I set of about 9 30am to Manchester Piccadilly Station. I was dressed in some feminine jeans brown top black cardigan my green coat and black flat heeled suede boots. I tried to go as easy on the make up as possible. My attempt at trying not to stand out.
In Piccadilly I had to wait about half an hour for my train. I got my ticket from the machine and had a wander round the station which was reasonably busy. I had no problems except nearly getting run over in the stampede by the passengers of another train.
I really felt like just another woman going about her business. It was quite a feeling. On the platform a gentleman motioned for me to board the train before him. I couldn't believe I was doing this with no comments I heard or anybody laughing. I had prepared myself for such, but nothing except maybe a couple of looks. I think as long as you dress not to stand out most people are to busy to notice or care about other people. The journey only took about 20 minutes. I got off the train with a few other people and met Kate outside. I was buzzing. It's amazing how such a mundane thing like travelling on a train can have such an effect.
We raced off in Kate's car to the Trafford Centre. Mrs Kate met up with us while we were having a coffee.
The 2 Kates had been out shopping in the Trafford Centre before. Now Kate I would say passes no problem she looked great, very smart and classy similar to her wife.
We went shopping where I bought among other things a green dress that I absolutely love and had to wear that night. All shopped out we headed back to Manchester where Kate dropped me off at the Rem.
We met up again for a meal in Velvet, a few drinks and a chat. We had a lovely evening. It was great to chat without music blaring in the background for a change.
The night came to a close all to soon.
Wednesday 4th February
The 2 Kates had arranged to meet me in the Village for about 11am. We were going to the Manchester Art Gallery and then I would show them round the city centre. Neither had been round the centre for about 15 years even though they live relatively local. I was up and ready early, so I decided to go for a walk outside the Village. No problems again. I did get wolf whistled as I passed a construction site. They were probably taking the mickey, but I didn't care.
I met up with the 2 Kates and we went off to the gallery. I love art galleries, but this was a first in K mode.We decided to have a coffee before we had a look round and I told of a vivid dream I had of visiting a gallery in K mode a few months ago. The gallery was fascinating i think I will be back for another visit. It was literally a dream come true. It was now time to leave and go shopping, so we headed towards the Arndale.
We went round the Arndale and I took them to a shop across the road which is inexpensive, but has some nice clothes. I think we all bought something there. Mrs Kate seemed to be getting right into being out shopping with us. She gave me some good advice. We had a bite to eat in M&S and chatted some more.
It had been a fantastic 2 days out with the 2 Kates. 2 good friends who are a joy to be with.
It came to that time to get back and get ready for the evening.
Wednesday Evening February 4th
6 of us had arranged to meet up in Tribeco and then on for a meal in Eden where I had booked a table earlier. On the way I passed a bloke who seemed to bleeding from his eye. I stopped and asked if he was ok. He told me a group of lads had given him a kicking and he had made his way here where he would be reasonably safe. He said they demanded money and because he didn't have any they set about him. He thanked me for my concern and said he'd be ok. He asked me very politely if I could give him a cigarette. I did and some money to get a coffee and something to eat.
I went into Tribeco and met another good friend, Lisa. Emma, Becky, and the 2 Kates turned up not long afterwards.
Emma I had met before at the Angels Christmas meal and Becky a quite stunning tall lass who I hadn't met before. The 2 Kates turned up as well with Kate wearing purple leggings and a top she had bought earlier in the day. she looked really good as did Mrs Kate.
After the meal we went to the Manchester Concord where I had to pay my membership for the year.
It was on then to Naps where even I was up dancing. I think Kate's feet were starting to rebel after all the walking we had done over the past 2 days.
Lisa and Becky had to leave early, about midnight which left the 4 of us. We ended up downstairs where it was quieter. I think about 2 am we decided to part company.
It was the end of a wonderful 3 days in Manchester for me, but the week wasn't over yet.
Thursday 5th February
Heading home on the train. I thought about how lucky I've been, having made some great friends in the past year and how much they have helped me. Lisa and Kate when I first came down to Manchester. Diana when we went shopping for the first time and Kate and Mrs Kate helping me get on that train. Those are just a few things I could not have done without their help.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
On the train back I put a short post up about what I'd been up to on the Angels Forum. It was the first time I'd done that in awhile.
Saturday 7th February
Newcastle is a city I hadn't been to in years and that's where I was heading next for a night out. This would be another step into the unknown for me in K mode.
Bea Groves who posts quite a lot on the Angels Forum and has become recently a TG activist in the North East, had invited me down. I finally met her briefly along with her partner Karen at the Angels Christmas meal last year.
Due to problems getting a hotel Bea invited me to stay at her house.
Bea picked me up at the station just after 4pm. She said Karen would be round at about 6 30 to run us into the city. I must admit it was probably the quickest I've ever got ready. I just kept it simple a blue top and jeans. I think I looked reasonably smart.Bea looked good in a purple skirt and blouse. I think that colour really suits her.
Karen came round and we set off. It was absolutely freezing and icy, but at least it had stopped snowing. We were going first to a bar called Twist in the Pink Triangle.
Now Bea had warned me that although it was known as a gay area you got the whole LGBT, Straight and everything in between. Just about the whole spectrum of human life.
Twist is situated by the Life Center which seemed to be apt. We were first there and Gemma, Evie and Den soon turned up.
Gemma a TS lass I've found since is a talented artist. Evie from Essex I've read her posts on Angels told me about her trip to Vegas with the Boudoir girls. Den from what I understood is female to male TS.
We left Twist to go to Puccinis the restaurant where we would eat.
Puccinis is an ordinary Italian restaurant well outside the pink triangle. Bea told me the walk which took us past the train station had become like a rite of passage for some tgirls. I could see how it could be a scary prospect with the amount of people. Groups of blokes and women a lot of them on a binge. Apparently it was worse nearer the city centre where they really go for it.
We had no problems at all. It was actually a great experience. The men ignored us or just didn't notice because we didn't really stand out. I think most of them were to busy looking at the genetic women who some of them must have been freezing because they were wearing that little. There were a few women who wanted to talk to us. Some of them for some reason wanted to hug me.
One genetic girl asked me,' are you a woman?'
I replied, 'What do you think'.
She paused for a moment and then asked me,' Have you had a sex change?'
I've never been asked that before. When I said no she seemed genuinely surprised. She didn't seem to be taking the micky.
At Puccinis I enjoyed the meal and getting to know everyone better. The couple of times I went outside for a smoke on my own,loads of people passed me including gangs of lads. I got the occasional glance, but nothing else.
After the meal we walked back to a pub called The Yard in the triangle. The walk back was busier but we had no problems.
The Yard to my eyes was busy. There were a few tgirls there. Gemma introduced me so it was lots of hugs all round. Apparently it was a quiet night. Outside for a smoke I was getting more hugs from genetic girls. The Yard itself seemed to be full of all human life itself.
I had a great time apparently the nightclub the Powerhouse is open to 6am. I think that would have been pushing it. Gemma told me it's really good in the summer.
The night came to an end all to soon.
Back at Bea's the pair of us had a chat about various subjects TG related. I wish her all the best in her endevours and thanks for putting me up and Karen, Gemma,Evie and Den for a wonderful night. I'll definitely be back sometime in the near future.
In Conclusion
4 wonderful days, good friends and some fantastic people. A couple of firsts, a real confidence boost. Loads of shopping. What more could a girl ask for.
A year ago I could not imagine doing all of this. It's been nearly a year since I joined the Angels Forum which has been the catalyst. I must say it saddens me to see some of the stuff that has been posted on there lately.
I don't know how far I'm going to go or what the future holds. I know I'm somewhere on the TG spectrum. I feel I've gone beyond being a transvestite or crossdresser. There are plenty people who would disagree, but thats their opinion. I have a need to get outside presenting as female and try to do things that give me more freedom. Shopping and going on the train are 2 examples. I have a lot more to do and places to go yet.
Genetically I'm male and always will be and I also enjoy that side of my life. Actually I feel there are 2 aspects that have become integrated.
I know one thing my confidence has improved so much.
Love
Karen xx
Any way if you have a few minutes let me take you back to my latest adventures.
Monday 2nd February
I set off for Manchester amid some of the worst snow, apparently the country has seen for years. Luckily for me the worst was in the South of England. I got to Manchester ok and into my room at the Rem. Now this time I didn't take much with me clothes wise because I intended to go shopping and needed to leave room in the bag. Saying that I still had a fair bit.
I had arranged to go shopping with Kate and Mrs Kate the next day, but more about that later. I didn't think anyone would be out in the Village on a Monday night especially with such horrendous weather.
Diana said she would come out. I was really happy. The last couple of times I'd been down I hadn't got to spend much time her. Diana is a really good friend and it is always a pleasure to be in her company. I didn't realise she was having a few problems and it took a lot for her to come out. I hope they clear up soon.
We did have a problem meeting up due to a mobile phone problem which Diana has recounted in her blog, I was at fault for not going out to look for her for which I'm really sorry.
We did eventually meet up outside the Rem pub. I must admit she looked fantastic in the horrible weather. We went to the Genghis Khan restaurant where they told us we had enough time for a couple of bowls. We looked at each other and said 'ok', unsure what they meant.
We had to put whatever meat or seafood in a bowl along with other selections of veg and sauces or other spices and hand it to the chef who stir fried it on a big hot plate. We made up a bowl each. I went for pork and a mixture,left it for the chef and we sat down. The waitress came back with the food and chopsticks. I hadn't used those in years. The memory came back and I think I did ok. My next bowl was a chilli beef. I think I over did it with the chilli. I enjoyed it and would like to go back again sometime.
We moved on to Via for a few drinks and a gossip. It was karaoke night so we went for a wander upstairs among the strange tables and chairs. Diana took a few pictures one of which she sent to her blog.
We had a lovely evening, catching up and it was a wonderful start to a magical 3 days in Manchester.
Tuesday 3rd February
Kate and Mrs Kate had planned a trip to the Trafford Centre. Now I had said before that I wanted to go on a train in K mode. We arranged a place where Kate would pick me up in her car.
I set of about 9 30am to Manchester Piccadilly Station. I was dressed in some feminine jeans brown top black cardigan my green coat and black flat heeled suede boots. I tried to go as easy on the make up as possible. My attempt at trying not to stand out.
In Piccadilly I had to wait about half an hour for my train. I got my ticket from the machine and had a wander round the station which was reasonably busy. I had no problems except nearly getting run over in the stampede by the passengers of another train.
I really felt like just another woman going about her business. It was quite a feeling. On the platform a gentleman motioned for me to board the train before him. I couldn't believe I was doing this with no comments I heard or anybody laughing. I had prepared myself for such, but nothing except maybe a couple of looks. I think as long as you dress not to stand out most people are to busy to notice or care about other people. The journey only took about 20 minutes. I got off the train with a few other people and met Kate outside. I was buzzing. It's amazing how such a mundane thing like travelling on a train can have such an effect.
We raced off in Kate's car to the Trafford Centre. Mrs Kate met up with us while we were having a coffee.
The 2 Kates had been out shopping in the Trafford Centre before. Now Kate I would say passes no problem she looked great, very smart and classy similar to her wife.
We went shopping where I bought among other things a green dress that I absolutely love and had to wear that night. All shopped out we headed back to Manchester where Kate dropped me off at the Rem.
We met up again for a meal in Velvet, a few drinks and a chat. We had a lovely evening. It was great to chat without music blaring in the background for a change.
The night came to a close all to soon.
Wednesday 4th February
The 2 Kates had arranged to meet me in the Village for about 11am. We were going to the Manchester Art Gallery and then I would show them round the city centre. Neither had been round the centre for about 15 years even though they live relatively local. I was up and ready early, so I decided to go for a walk outside the Village. No problems again. I did get wolf whistled as I passed a construction site. They were probably taking the mickey, but I didn't care.
I met up with the 2 Kates and we went off to the gallery. I love art galleries, but this was a first in K mode.We decided to have a coffee before we had a look round and I told of a vivid dream I had of visiting a gallery in K mode a few months ago. The gallery was fascinating i think I will be back for another visit. It was literally a dream come true. It was now time to leave and go shopping, so we headed towards the Arndale.
We went round the Arndale and I took them to a shop across the road which is inexpensive, but has some nice clothes. I think we all bought something there. Mrs Kate seemed to be getting right into being out shopping with us. She gave me some good advice. We had a bite to eat in M&S and chatted some more.
It had been a fantastic 2 days out with the 2 Kates. 2 good friends who are a joy to be with.
It came to that time to get back and get ready for the evening.
Wednesday Evening February 4th
6 of us had arranged to meet up in Tribeco and then on for a meal in Eden where I had booked a table earlier. On the way I passed a bloke who seemed to bleeding from his eye. I stopped and asked if he was ok. He told me a group of lads had given him a kicking and he had made his way here where he would be reasonably safe. He said they demanded money and because he didn't have any they set about him. He thanked me for my concern and said he'd be ok. He asked me very politely if I could give him a cigarette. I did and some money to get a coffee and something to eat.
I went into Tribeco and met another good friend, Lisa. Emma, Becky, and the 2 Kates turned up not long afterwards.
Emma I had met before at the Angels Christmas meal and Becky a quite stunning tall lass who I hadn't met before. The 2 Kates turned up as well with Kate wearing purple leggings and a top she had bought earlier in the day. she looked really good as did Mrs Kate.
After the meal we went to the Manchester Concord where I had to pay my membership for the year.
It was on then to Naps where even I was up dancing. I think Kate's feet were starting to rebel after all the walking we had done over the past 2 days.
Lisa and Becky had to leave early, about midnight which left the 4 of us. We ended up downstairs where it was quieter. I think about 2 am we decided to part company.
It was the end of a wonderful 3 days in Manchester for me, but the week wasn't over yet.
Thursday 5th February
Heading home on the train. I thought about how lucky I've been, having made some great friends in the past year and how much they have helped me. Lisa and Kate when I first came down to Manchester. Diana when we went shopping for the first time and Kate and Mrs Kate helping me get on that train. Those are just a few things I could not have done without their help.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
On the train back I put a short post up about what I'd been up to on the Angels Forum. It was the first time I'd done that in awhile.
Saturday 7th February
Newcastle is a city I hadn't been to in years and that's where I was heading next for a night out. This would be another step into the unknown for me in K mode.
Bea Groves who posts quite a lot on the Angels Forum and has become recently a TG activist in the North East, had invited me down. I finally met her briefly along with her partner Karen at the Angels Christmas meal last year.
Due to problems getting a hotel Bea invited me to stay at her house.
Bea picked me up at the station just after 4pm. She said Karen would be round at about 6 30 to run us into the city. I must admit it was probably the quickest I've ever got ready. I just kept it simple a blue top and jeans. I think I looked reasonably smart.Bea looked good in a purple skirt and blouse. I think that colour really suits her.
Karen came round and we set off. It was absolutely freezing and icy, but at least it had stopped snowing. We were going first to a bar called Twist in the Pink Triangle.
Now Bea had warned me that although it was known as a gay area you got the whole LGBT, Straight and everything in between. Just about the whole spectrum of human life.
Twist is situated by the Life Center which seemed to be apt. We were first there and Gemma, Evie and Den soon turned up.
Gemma a TS lass I've found since is a talented artist. Evie from Essex I've read her posts on Angels told me about her trip to Vegas with the Boudoir girls. Den from what I understood is female to male TS.
We left Twist to go to Puccinis the restaurant where we would eat.
Puccinis is an ordinary Italian restaurant well outside the pink triangle. Bea told me the walk which took us past the train station had become like a rite of passage for some tgirls. I could see how it could be a scary prospect with the amount of people. Groups of blokes and women a lot of them on a binge. Apparently it was worse nearer the city centre where they really go for it.
We had no problems at all. It was actually a great experience. The men ignored us or just didn't notice because we didn't really stand out. I think most of them were to busy looking at the genetic women who some of them must have been freezing because they were wearing that little. There were a few women who wanted to talk to us. Some of them for some reason wanted to hug me.
One genetic girl asked me,' are you a woman?'
I replied, 'What do you think'.
She paused for a moment and then asked me,' Have you had a sex change?'
I've never been asked that before. When I said no she seemed genuinely surprised. She didn't seem to be taking the micky.
At Puccinis I enjoyed the meal and getting to know everyone better. The couple of times I went outside for a smoke on my own,loads of people passed me including gangs of lads. I got the occasional glance, but nothing else.
After the meal we walked back to a pub called The Yard in the triangle. The walk back was busier but we had no problems.
The Yard to my eyes was busy. There were a few tgirls there. Gemma introduced me so it was lots of hugs all round. Apparently it was a quiet night. Outside for a smoke I was getting more hugs from genetic girls. The Yard itself seemed to be full of all human life itself.
I had a great time apparently the nightclub the Powerhouse is open to 6am. I think that would have been pushing it. Gemma told me it's really good in the summer.
The night came to an end all to soon.
Back at Bea's the pair of us had a chat about various subjects TG related. I wish her all the best in her endevours and thanks for putting me up and Karen, Gemma,Evie and Den for a wonderful night. I'll definitely be back sometime in the near future.
In Conclusion
4 wonderful days, good friends and some fantastic people. A couple of firsts, a real confidence boost. Loads of shopping. What more could a girl ask for.
A year ago I could not imagine doing all of this. It's been nearly a year since I joined the Angels Forum which has been the catalyst. I must say it saddens me to see some of the stuff that has been posted on there lately.
I don't know how far I'm going to go or what the future holds. I know I'm somewhere on the TG spectrum. I feel I've gone beyond being a transvestite or crossdresser. There are plenty people who would disagree, but thats their opinion. I have a need to get outside presenting as female and try to do things that give me more freedom. Shopping and going on the train are 2 examples. I have a lot more to do and places to go yet.
Genetically I'm male and always will be and I also enjoy that side of my life. Actually I feel there are 2 aspects that have become integrated.
I know one thing my confidence has improved so much.
Love
Karen xx
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