So this is it! Moving house tomorrow and off work on Monday. Broadband connection at new house won't be sorted 'till next Tuesday so there may be a bit of a blackout here for a while.

I will post news of the house move and my night out on Saturday as soon as possible next week.

Congratulations are due to my sister, now officially a Clever Sausage as has gained another qualification. She now has enough letters after her name to make Richard Whitely go weak at the knees! Please stop Harple! You're making me look thick!

I've just started reading the new book club book: 'Stuart, a life backwards' and I think we're on to a real winner this time. Thank goodness! I'll post a short review when I've finished it.

Yesterday I was naughty. I went out to get some false nails for Saturday night and as I passed Wallis, I noticed that they had a sale on. Now for the last couple of months I've had my eye on a lovely pair of black shoes in the display window. Just on the off-chance I popped in and was delighted to see that they were in the sale! Now here's the snag. I really didn't want to spend £30 and get home to find they didn't fit, so...I just had to try them on. You should have seen the smile of the sales girl's face when I asked her if she could fetch me a pair of size 8s to try on. Bless her.

Is it me, or is life just getting busier by the day?

I keep looking forward to things easing up a bit but they never do. Well they never seem to anyway. Have begun the whirlwind that is packing to move house. Of course no sooner had I boxed a whole load of stuff than two members of the family insisted I retrieved items from the cartons that were simply indispensible! Grrr!

I hope the move goes smoothly because I'm determined to have my night out in London. It's been too long since I last let my hair down. The process of femminisation has well and truely begun. My eyebrows are neater than usual, my legs are shaved, the hairs on my arms are trimmed short. I could shave my arms as well, plenty of trannies do. Luckily I've got fair hair which becomes a lot less conspicuous if it doesn't criss-cross, so I like to keep the hair on my arms as it does look more natural. I cut my hair last night so it would fit under the wig neatly. I bought a short black dress on eBay for less than £2 (I'm always trying to do this hobby on the cheap) and a black necklace from Next for £9. Still have to get some false nails and I'm not sure whether to got for false eyelashes this time.

I'll tell you one thing I really hate about being a woman...handbags! Handbags ought to be banned by the Geneva convention as unnecessarily cruel. However big a handbag is, you always need more space to fit that extra thing in, and then you can NEVER find what you're looking for. Maybe real women are better at organising their handbags as they do it all the time. Of course it's not really handbags that are the trouble, it's that women have to carry so much c**p around. As a bloke, I stick my keys in one pocket and my wallet in another, VOILA!

One piece of great news is that Miss T is aiming to get to the Way Out Club too with a couple of her girlfriends. Miss T is a real girl, friend and work colleague. Look forward to seeing her.

Meanwhile, work maintains its hectic pace with no sign of it easing off as it was supposed to about now. Still, on the positive side, I did see my GP yesterday to get some more hayfever meds and he took the opportunity to check my blood pressure as I visit so rarely. 100/60 he said. "Very good!". I haven't got the foggiest what the numbers mean, but I'll take his word for it. I suppose that means I may live beyond the age of 60.

14 weeks after we put out house on the market we've exchanged and should be moving next Friday. Hurray!

Congratulations are due to Channel 4 for last night's documentary called "Mr Miss Pageant", renamed from "Mr Miss World". See here.

As has been said elsewhere, it would have been so easy to turn this into a freak show, so I was very pleased to see that it focussed on two very real people. Maybe they are very different to you (not so different to me) and you might see them as weird, but the program seemed to capture some humanity.

It was a real shame that I could not persuade D to watch it. In the two and a half years since she's known about my alter ego 'Penny', she's really not made any progress towards accepting that part of me. I cannot force her to be who she is not, especially as she allows me to be who I am.

As those of you who read this blog occasionally will know, I try to avoid complaining and bitching. Too many blogs already do this very well. Instead, I've opted to try and see the positive. Just now, I feel like having a bit of a rant, so please excuse me while I 'go off on one'! Normal service will be resumed shortly...

I hate extremists, I fecking hate Illinois Nazis, I really hate Christian fundamentalists, I hate bigots and religious zelots, why do they always have such an unassailable failure of logic? I hate the solicitors in charge of our house sale and purchase; why are the delays always someone else's fault? I hate George Dubya for being such a feckwit, but I hate the Americans who voted for the idiot even more. Blair seemed to have a shred of decency at his core when he took office, so I hate him for losing that along the way and I despise him for ignoring the advice of his people and taking us to war against Iraq.

I hate it that so many people are poor around the world and I hate the big corporations for directly and indirectly working to maintain the balance of power. I really hate aubergines, who the hell decided they were a foodstuff? Was that the Greeks? Should I hate them for that? Holocaust deniers are a despicable bunch so I hate them, but I hate Jews too for indoctrinating their children with bible-babble.

I hate people who go on killing sprees at school and I hate it that they always seem to take their own lives, so failing to face the music. I hate the NRA for failing to see that guns are NEVER a good thing. COME ON! IT'S FECKING OBVIOUS!!! I can't stand this assault of tiny little electronic gadgets that cost hundreds of pounds and do so little to improve our lives and become obsolete the minute you walk out of the feckin' shop! I hate slave traffickers and loan sharks are almost as bad. I hate cheap self-assembled furniture because it's crap. Why do we do it? You know that if you pay a decent price for a wardrobe it will last your lifetime, and maybe even get handed down to children, but no...so often we buy something which self-destructs under the weight of three nylon shirts!

I hate game shows and I really hate 'reality TV' shows. I hate rapists and child molesters. I hate people who drive recklessly. I think I'm running out of steam...

Sometime I hate myself for being selfish, lazy, arrogant, mean because I am all of those from time-to-time. I think my biggest crime at the moment is that I talk too much and don't listen enough to others. Oh I really hate that!

I NEED RAIN AND I NEED IT SOON! I'm barely functioning at the moment because of this bloody hayfever. Snuffles, sneezes, itchy eyes...grrr!

I had to take extra drugs to get through the book club yesterday evening. Still no sign of it turning into a secret swingers party, but all in all, I think that's a good thing. 'Felicia's Journey' was a rather dark and depressing tale. It would agree that it's well written, but surely it doesn't merit a placing in the top 1001 books ever written!?!?

Apparently I get to choose a book at the next meet! Woo-hoo...I mean yikes! What am I going to choose? Your suggestions greatly appreciated.

We're going to power our electricity needs with renewable energy! Well...p'raps not!

Here's another experiment in the continuing series! This time, R and I made a battery with lemons, galvanized nails and one pence pieces.

See this link which shows how. We tried to get an LED to light, but you had to peer very closely so see any glow as it was so faint. What we did manage to do was get the LED to flash by clamping a capacitor across the 'terminals' of the battery and then touching the LED across it every few seconds.

My youngest daughter dipped her finger into some spilled juice, so then she and I cleaned up and made real lemonade. Yum, bonus result!

I recently finished reading 'The Lord of Light' by Roger Zelazny [wikipedia summary here] which was excellent!

As a result, I borrowed a book from the library, intent on learning more about Buddhism, which I've always felt was one of the less silly religions. I was disappointed. It seems that the religions demands such absurd sacrifices on the part of the devout that they must sponge off the rest of society. Get others to provide you shelter, have common worshippers bring you your food. Doze all day and dream of extinction.

Contemplating ones navel, the true path? Pah!