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  • 25 Sep 2016
    Chapter 3: High Noon At The Emporium   My sleep was deeper than a nuclear submarine hiding in enemy waters. Dreaming within a dream, Madalina slowly appeared to me through a foggy mist that slowly dissolved into the ether. We were in a cemetery under a full moon, surrounded by gravestones.   The moonlight shone on her milky skin and made it glow, giving her an eerie, supernatural appearance. She was dressed in her usual Gothic attire, only this time a set of wings were attached to her. Black in colour they were, to match the rest of her vampy outfit. Spider’s webs were painted around her eyes, accompanied by dark blue lipstick. Set against her pale white face, she looked every inch a ghost.   Her arms started moving around slowly as her body gyrated in a hypnotic dance, drawing me further into her world. Circling round and round, her naked mid-rift twitched like some Eastern belly dancer, making me yearn for her all over again. After a few minutes, her dance came to an end and then she did something very strange. Extending one finger, she traced what seemed to be a lightning rod. It hung there in the air, as if made of a blue flame. Then she traced another next to it and they glowed together, side-by-side. As I stared back at her dumb-founded, she smiled at me.   “Mitch, wake up!” she whispered, her voice floating away on the hollow wind, into infinity…   Wake up I did, with a start! I looked at the beside clock and almost jumped out of bed. 19:18 it read. I could’ve kicked myself, my power-nap having turned into a whole afternoon and beyond. Jeez, the guys would be waiting at the Emporium by 8 o’clock, I had to get myself in gear.   Having already showered earlier, a quick spray with some deodorant was enough to freshen me up as I quickly dressed. T-shirt, jeans, boots were thrown on fast. Gelling back my hair as the final touch and I was good to go. Grabbing my leather bomber jacket, I made my way out the door.   I checked my mobile for any messages as I walked down the garden path, but there were none. ‘Good,’ I thought, the guys would be already on their way, but I wasn’t running too late.   Walking briskly, I made the half-mile journey into town quickly and was stood outside the Emporium by ten-past eight. I surveyed the scene through the pub window. Shifty & Dave were at the bar, but no sign of Johnny, or the skinheads.   ‘All good,’ I mused, as I passed through the doors and made my way to the bar.   “Two more beers for the lads please Sandra, and a light ale for me!” I asked our well-endowed barmaid. She flashed her usual smile and poured the drinks. The guys were pleased to see me.   “Any sign of that skinhead lot?” I asked them.   “No show yet,” replied Dave, as we all scanned the room.   Two old guys sat beneath the wall-mounted TV and a few couples nursing hangovers from last night were scattered around the bar.   “Hmmmm, we’ll hang around a while and wait,” I mused. The other nodded in agreement and then we chatted about the usual stuff. Work, football, partying and girls.   Johnny appeared next, completing our line-up. Hardly the four musketeers, but a team all the same. As more beers were consumed, he filled us in on what he’d been up to; working on a custom motorbike, as it happens, the same one he’d been working on for two years. An old vintage Norton 650cc he’d been restoring. It was a ‘work-in-progress’ he laughed, while assuring us that he’d actually finish it one day and drive the bike right here to the Emporium to prove it! We all laughed at that, ribbing him that he’d never finish it.   The atmosphere changed quickly within seconds though, as the pub door opened and the skinhead gang filed in, one after the other. One of them who was sporting a black-eye stared menacingly at Johnny, before following the others to take their usual seats next to the juke-box.   All gangs come in various sizes and the skins were no exception to that rule. The biggest and heaviest of them wore an open bomber jacket, with the letters ‘NSDA ’ visible on his t-shirt. Obviously it was part of a longer word or brand-name, such as ‘Lonsdale’ or ‘Consdaple,’ but the rest of the lettering was hidden beneath the sides of his jacket. Still, I wondered where I’d seen those middle letters before. What perplexed me a lot more, was the fact that he was carrying an umbrella. This was still summertime, it had been a particularly hot spell of weather of late and it wasn’t raining. I put it down to their warped sense of fashion.   The rest were mainly of medium build and one slim guy, who sported the black-eye. They wore a variation of  Crombie jackets, bombers, jeans or combat trousers. The one thing that didn’t vary was their universal black doc martin boots, all with white laces. I’d met some skinheads in my time, even been friendly with one or two I had to work with before and most of them were alright. They liked music, beer and granted, the occasional punch-up. But these ones were different; I just couldn’t put my finger on why.   There were six of them in all and only four of us. No matter, the numbers didn’t scare us too much. That would only be a problem if all of them could fight. One of them approached the far end of the bar and returned to his mates a few minutes later, with a tray full of drinks. They glowered and scowled, mainly in our direction, but no so that anyone else would notice.   “Bunch of fannies!” Shifty commented.   We all smirked at the way he said it, with absolute contempt in his voice. And so the night passed on…   We got on with our banter between us, while we kept a wary eye on them. The skinheads kept glowering at us every now and then, but never approached us. They were talking about us in hushed tones, that was for sure, but never shouting across the bar or even raising their voices so that anyone else could here. Trips to and from the toilets were nervy, but none of the groups went at the same time, the skins seemed to be avoiding any trouble in there too.   Just as things seemed to be calm and contained, a song came blaring out of the juke-box. ‘My Generation,’ by the Who. The skins came to life immediately, singing along and swaying about in their seats. It had obviously been there choice.   We carried on talking and shooting the breeze at the bar. Lucky we could also still follow the subtitles on the pub tv, which provided a good excuse to keep a check on the skins. Their next choice of song was far less tasteful; all we could make out were some indecipherable lyrics, smattered with the word ‘Oi’ every now and then. The skins seemed to love those parts and they all sang it together, whenever it happened.   Shifty raised an eyebrow.   “What kind of song would really piss them off?” he asked.   “Hmmm, dunno…” replied Johnny, “but I bet they’d hate anything by Bon Jovi!”   “Bon Jovi it is then!” said Shifty.   “What are you thinking?” asked Dave.   “Well, I’m fed up waiting on those wankers to start something. Thought we might as well give them some inspiration.  Let’s get this bullshit over quick!”   The four of us were locked in mental agreement.   Just as the ‘Oi’ song was finishing, Shifty wandered off towards the jukebox. ‘For fuck sake,’ I wondered, ‘here we go again!’   Much to our surprise, the skinheads said nothing to him; they just glared at him in quick glances, as he loaded the juke-box with money and punched in a tune.   As he wandered back to the rest of us, the intro to ‘Living on a Prayer,’ came wafting through the airwaves. Shifty grinned, while we supped our beers, waiting for all hell to break loose.   As the skinheads stood up, the moment became frozen in time. The whole pub knew something was about to break out, you could have cut through the atmosphere with a knife. We braced ourselves, but much to our surprise, instead of rushing towards us, they all walked towards the door at the same time.   “Bon Jovi is the Anti-Christ!” snarled one of them.   A few more menacing stares at Johnny on the way by, and they were gone.   “What are they up to?” mused Dave.   “Who gives a fuck, let’s get another beer in!” answered Shifty, as we collectively breathed a sigh of relief and finally relaxed.   It was a normal Sunday night now, just like any other. We’d either get drunk enough to hit Dexy’s again, or get sensible and go home at closing time. Work waited for us most of us the following morning, apart from Dave, who was a full-time electrical-engineering student.   The guys asked about Madalina of course, wanting to know if I’d banged her silly, as was the usual course of action for any of us who got lucky with the chicks. I gave nothing away, only commenting that it had been ‘an interesting night.’ That seemed to satisfy them for the time being. If only they knew…   And so the night passed, uneventfully. The time bell rang all too soon, as Sandra shouted ‘Last Orders!’ in her best commanding voice.   “Well guys, Dexy’s or the road home?” asked Johnny, as we ordered the final pints of the evening.   “Not for me, exam day tomorrow,” said Dave.   “Me neither, I got an early start,” said Shifty.   Me and Johnny looked at each other.   “Na, my boss is the warpath on Mondays, let’s call it a night,” I said.   Johnny shrugged.   As we drank up, we decided on the best way home. Shifty and Dave lived in the same part of town, so they were heading to the taxi rank. That left me and Johnny to walk uptown, where we’d eventually branch off and go our separate ways. We spilled out into the street in reasonable nick, not too bad for wear.   The night air was refreshing, as Johnny and I walked up the main street, the traffic much slower than the night before. At Fenwick’s garage, we said our ‘Goodnights,’ with Johnny heading down the alley for a shortcut home, while I kept on the main street, before I’d have to branch off again later.   I hadn’t got far, when I thought I heard a few yells coming from the alleyway where Johnny had gone. It was hard to be sure between passing cars, but when I heard the words ‘Fuck Off,’ somewhere in the distance. I sensed something wasn’t right.   I retraced my steps in double-time and went round the corner of the alley. Not far ahead, the six skinheads were kicking the hell out of Johnny.   “Right you bastards, leave him alone!” I shouted.   They all stopped to look at me, as I made my way towards them. Johnny was glad to see me, at least. The heaviest of them laughed menacingly.   “Why, wot you gonna do?” he challenged.   He started waving the umbrella around, giving me no time to answer. Not that there was any talking to be done, the time for that was over.   I dodged the umbrella as he swung it at me, in a roundhouse sweeping motion. This would be easy, I thought, as I could rush in on him on the next back-swing. As he swung the umbrella across me again, I must have been too close and I discovered what it was really for.   As the tip of it grazed across my chest, it spliced my leather jacket wide open. It dawned on me that the tip of the brolly must have been sharpened like a razor. No room for errors then…   As the brolly reached the end of its horizontal swing, I rushed in and sparkled him with a good clean punch straight to his jaw. He staggered back, stunned that I could hit him so hard. Another straight jab before he could recover and he reeled backwards again. Not quite down yet, I stamped his arm against the wall with my foot and the brolly fell out of his hand. A good kick to the balls, followed by a quick right hook and his knees gave way. He slowly descended towards the floor, just like even the biggest of guys will do, if you hit them in the right places and with enough force. I grabbed the brolly and faced the others down.   They’d all stopped to watch, expecting heavy boy to get the better of me, but I had other plans.   “Get the fuck out of here!” I suggested to them.   They looked around at one another, nervously.   I guessed they were weighing up the odds, just as I was. Five against one, what were they afraid of? That should’ve been two, but Johnny was still writhing on the ground, unable to stand from the kicking they’d gave him.   Pack mentality must have kicked in, as they got braver and started spreading out. It looked like they were going to try to surround me like wolves, but the alley was narrow enough to give me time to cut them off. Whenever one came forward, I slashed the brolly across him, keeping the others behind the nearest skin. I managed to slash at least one jacket and break another’s skull by bringing the umbrella straight down on top of his friend’s head with such force it flew out of my hands, before they rushed me.   Punches, kicks and elbow jabs were flying everywhere and I was moving around like Muhammed Ali, giving as good as I got. Still, I knew I couldn’t hold out forever against five. Pretty soon, I was getting worn down, as more of their punches got through in the melee.   A solid crack to the side of my head with a brick had me seeing stars, as it came in on my blind side and knocked me for six. Soon the punches were raining down on me and as I hit the ground not far from Johnny, their jackboots went in as well.   “That’ll teach you lot to fuck with us!” I heard one of them say in muffled tones, as the only sensible thing to do in this type of situation was to cover as much of your head and face as possible, with your arms.   All of a sudden the kicking stopped. I looked through my hands to see what was happening, as all the skinheads had turned to face someone. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, it was Madalina.   She held a mobile phone in her hand.   “I’ve called Police!” she said.   The skinheads were perplexed; you could almost hear them turning it over in their minds. Was she kidding? Would she really think that could save her?   “They’ve been listening to the whole thing and they’re on their way!” she added.   The skins looked at each other, bemused.   “Shut up, you stupid foreign bitch!” said the one with the black-eye from the previous night.   “Disappear if you know what’s good for ya!” said another.   “Yeah, fuck off back to your own country!” said a third one.   Madalina backed away nervously, while I tried to get to my feet. It was no use; the kicking they’d given me had left me almost paralysed, like a spent battery.   Just at that, a Police siren screamed through the heavy night air, close enough to make the skinheads pay attention and take stock. Never had I been gladder to hear one.   “Let’s get outta here!” one of them announced.   The rest seemed to agree that was a good idea and started making their way up the alley fast. Though not before they’d helped their heaviest friend to his feet and given me and Johnny one last kick, to say ‘goodnight’ with.   “We’ll be back!” they shouted, as they made their retreat.   Madalina rushed over and helped me to stand up, and then we both grabbed Johnny. Soon he was on his feet as well.   “We should leg it as well!” I said.   Johnny nodded.   “Thanks Madalina, but we should all get out of here!” I added.   She seemed to understand. We made our way back around the corner and onto the main street.   “Quickly!” I urged them, as we crossed over the road and into a side street directly opposite Fenwick’s garage.   We stayed out of sight as the cop car approached, blue lights flashing as it turned into the alley. I motioned to the others to keep walking in the opposite direction, as fast as we could…   [Tbc]
    31 Posted by Jenna Badgyrl
  • Chapter 3: High Noon At The Emporium   My sleep was deeper than a nuclear submarine hiding in enemy waters. Dreaming within a dream, Madalina slowly appeared to me through a foggy mist that slowly dissolved into the ether. We were in a cemetery under a full moon, surrounded by gravestones.   The moonlight shone on her milky skin and made it glow, giving her an eerie, supernatural appearance. She was dressed in her usual Gothic attire, only this time a set of wings were attached to her. Black in colour they were, to match the rest of her vampy outfit. Spider’s webs were painted around her eyes, accompanied by dark blue lipstick. Set against her pale white face, she looked every inch a ghost.   Her arms started moving around slowly as her body gyrated in a hypnotic dance, drawing me further into her world. Circling round and round, her naked mid-rift twitched like some Eastern belly dancer, making me yearn for her all over again. After a few minutes, her dance came to an end and then she did something very strange. Extending one finger, she traced what seemed to be a lightning rod. It hung there in the air, as if made of a blue flame. Then she traced another next to it and they glowed together, side-by-side. As I stared back at her dumb-founded, she smiled at me.   “Mitch, wake up!” she whispered, her voice floating away on the hollow wind, into infinity…   Wake up I did, with a start! I looked at the beside clock and almost jumped out of bed. 19:18 it read. I could’ve kicked myself, my power-nap having turned into a whole afternoon and beyond. Jeez, the guys would be waiting at the Emporium by 8 o’clock, I had to get myself in gear.   Having already showered earlier, a quick spray with some deodorant was enough to freshen me up as I quickly dressed. T-shirt, jeans, boots were thrown on fast. Gelling back my hair as the final touch and I was good to go. Grabbing my leather bomber jacket, I made my way out the door.   I checked my mobile for any messages as I walked down the garden path, but there were none. ‘Good,’ I thought, the guys would be already on their way, but I wasn’t running too late.   Walking briskly, I made the half-mile journey into town quickly and was stood outside the Emporium by ten-past eight. I surveyed the scene through the pub window. Shifty & Dave were at the bar, but no sign of Johnny, or the skinheads.   ‘All good,’ I mused, as I passed through the doors and made my way to the bar.   “Two more beers for the lads please Sandra, and a light ale for me!” I asked our well-endowed barmaid. She flashed her usual smile and poured the drinks. The guys were pleased to see me.   “Any sign of that skinhead lot?” I asked them.   “No show yet,” replied Dave, as we all scanned the room.   Two old guys sat beneath the wall-mounted TV and a few couples nursing hangovers from last night were scattered around the bar.   “Hmmmm, we’ll hang around a while and wait,” I mused. The other nodded in agreement and then we chatted about the usual stuff. Work, football, partying and girls.   Johnny appeared next, completing our line-up. Hardly the four musketeers, but a team all the same. As more beers were consumed, he filled us in on what he’d been up to; working on a custom motorbike, as it happens, the same one he’d been working on for two years. An old vintage Norton 650cc he’d been restoring. It was a ‘work-in-progress’ he laughed, while assuring us that he’d actually finish it one day and drive the bike right here to the Emporium to prove it! We all laughed at that, ribbing him that he’d never finish it.   The atmosphere changed quickly within seconds though, as the pub door opened and the skinhead gang filed in, one after the other. One of them who was sporting a black-eye stared menacingly at Johnny, before following the others to take their usual seats next to the juke-box.   All gangs come in various sizes and the skins were no exception to that rule. The biggest and heaviest of them wore an open bomber jacket, with the letters ‘NSDA ’ visible on his t-shirt. Obviously it was part of a longer word or brand-name, such as ‘Lonsdale’ or ‘Consdaple,’ but the rest of the lettering was hidden beneath the sides of his jacket. Still, I wondered where I’d seen those middle letters before. What perplexed me a lot more, was the fact that he was carrying an umbrella. This was still summertime, it had been a particularly hot spell of weather of late and it wasn’t raining. I put it down to their warped sense of fashion.   The rest were mainly of medium build and one slim guy, who sported the black-eye. They wore a variation of  Crombie jackets, bombers, jeans or combat trousers. The one thing that didn’t vary was their universal black doc martin boots, all with white laces. I’d met some skinheads in my time, even been friendly with one or two I had to work with before and most of them were alright. They liked music, beer and granted, the occasional punch-up. But these ones were different; I just couldn’t put my finger on why.   There were six of them in all and only four of us. No matter, the numbers didn’t scare us too much. That would only be a problem if all of them could fight. One of them approached the far end of the bar and returned to his mates a few minutes later, with a tray full of drinks. They glowered and scowled, mainly in our direction, but no so that anyone else would notice.   “Bunch of fannies!” Shifty commented.   We all smirked at the way he said it, with absolute contempt in his voice. And so the night passed on…   We got on with our banter between us, while we kept a wary eye on them. The skinheads kept glowering at us every now and then, but never approached us. They were talking about us in hushed tones, that was for sure, but never shouting across the bar or even raising their voices so that anyone else could here. Trips to and from the toilets were nervy, but none of the groups went at the same time, the skins seemed to be avoiding any trouble in there too.   Just as things seemed to be calm and contained, a song came blaring out of the juke-box. ‘My Generation,’ by the Who. The skins came to life immediately, singing along and swaying about in their seats. It had obviously been there choice.   We carried on talking and shooting the breeze at the bar. Lucky we could also still follow the subtitles on the pub tv, which provided a good excuse to keep a check on the skins. Their next choice of song was far less tasteful; all we could make out were some indecipherable lyrics, smattered with the word ‘Oi’ every now and then. The skins seemed to love those parts and they all sang it together, whenever it happened.   Shifty raised an eyebrow.   “What kind of song would really piss them off?” he asked.   “Hmmm, dunno…” replied Johnny, “but I bet they’d hate anything by Bon Jovi!”   “Bon Jovi it is then!” said Shifty.   “What are you thinking?” asked Dave.   “Well, I’m fed up waiting on those wankers to start something. Thought we might as well give them some inspiration.  Let’s get this bullshit over quick!”   The four of us were locked in mental agreement.   Just as the ‘Oi’ song was finishing, Shifty wandered off towards the jukebox. ‘For fuck sake,’ I wondered, ‘here we go again!’   Much to our surprise, the skinheads said nothing to him; they just glared at him in quick glances, as he loaded the juke-box with money and punched in a tune.   As he wandered back to the rest of us, the intro to ‘Living on a Prayer,’ came wafting through the airwaves. Shifty grinned, while we supped our beers, waiting for all hell to break loose.   As the skinheads stood up, the moment became frozen in time. The whole pub knew something was about to break out, you could have cut through the atmosphere with a knife. We braced ourselves, but much to our surprise, instead of rushing towards us, they all walked towards the door at the same time.   “Bon Jovi is the Anti-Christ!” snarled one of them.   A few more menacing stares at Johnny on the way by, and they were gone.   “What are they up to?” mused Dave.   “Who gives a fuck, let’s get another beer in!” answered Shifty, as we collectively breathed a sigh of relief and finally relaxed.   It was a normal Sunday night now, just like any other. We’d either get drunk enough to hit Dexy’s again, or get sensible and go home at closing time. Work waited for us most of us the following morning, apart from Dave, who was a full-time electrical-engineering student.   The guys asked about Madalina of course, wanting to know if I’d banged her silly, as was the usual course of action for any of us who got lucky with the chicks. I gave nothing away, only commenting that it had been ‘an interesting night.’ That seemed to satisfy them for the time being. If only they knew…   And so the night passed, uneventfully. The time bell rang all too soon, as Sandra shouted ‘Last Orders!’ in her best commanding voice.   “Well guys, Dexy’s or the road home?” asked Johnny, as we ordered the final pints of the evening.   “Not for me, exam day tomorrow,” said Dave.   “Me neither, I got an early start,” said Shifty.   Me and Johnny looked at each other.   “Na, my boss is the warpath on Mondays, let’s call it a night,” I said.   Johnny shrugged.   As we drank up, we decided on the best way home. Shifty and Dave lived in the same part of town, so they were heading to the taxi rank. That left me and Johnny to walk uptown, where we’d eventually branch off and go our separate ways. We spilled out into the street in reasonable nick, not too bad for wear.   The night air was refreshing, as Johnny and I walked up the main street, the traffic much slower than the night before. At Fenwick’s garage, we said our ‘Goodnights,’ with Johnny heading down the alley for a shortcut home, while I kept on the main street, before I’d have to branch off again later.   I hadn’t got far, when I thought I heard a few yells coming from the alleyway where Johnny had gone. It was hard to be sure between passing cars, but when I heard the words ‘Fuck Off,’ somewhere in the distance. I sensed something wasn’t right.   I retraced my steps in double-time and went round the corner of the alley. Not far ahead, the six skinheads were kicking the hell out of Johnny.   “Right you bastards, leave him alone!” I shouted.   They all stopped to look at me, as I made my way towards them. Johnny was glad to see me, at least. The heaviest of them laughed menacingly.   “Why, wot you gonna do?” he challenged.   He started waving the umbrella around, giving me no time to answer. Not that there was any talking to be done, the time for that was over.   I dodged the umbrella as he swung it at me, in a roundhouse sweeping motion. This would be easy, I thought, as I could rush in on him on the next back-swing. As he swung the umbrella across me again, I must have been too close and I discovered what it was really for.   As the tip of it grazed across my chest, it spliced my leather jacket wide open. It dawned on me that the tip of the brolly must have been sharpened like a razor. No room for errors then…   As the brolly reached the end of its horizontal swing, I rushed in and sparkled him with a good clean punch straight to his jaw. He staggered back, stunned that I could hit him so hard. Another straight jab before he could recover and he reeled backwards again. Not quite down yet, I stamped his arm against the wall with my foot and the brolly fell out of his hand. A good kick to the balls, followed by a quick right hook and his knees gave way. He slowly descended towards the floor, just like even the biggest of guys will do, if you hit them in the right places and with enough force. I grabbed the brolly and faced the others down.   They’d all stopped to watch, expecting heavy boy to get the better of me, but I had other plans.   “Get the fuck out of here!” I suggested to them.   They looked around at one another, nervously.   I guessed they were weighing up the odds, just as I was. Five against one, what were they afraid of? That should’ve been two, but Johnny was still writhing on the ground, unable to stand from the kicking they’d gave him.   Pack mentality must have kicked in, as they got braver and started spreading out. It looked like they were going to try to surround me like wolves, but the alley was narrow enough to give me time to cut them off. Whenever one came forward, I slashed the brolly across him, keeping the others behind the nearest skin. I managed to slash at least one jacket and break another’s skull by bringing the umbrella straight down on top of his friend’s head with such force it flew out of my hands, before they rushed me.   Punches, kicks and elbow jabs were flying everywhere and I was moving around like Muhammed Ali, giving as good as I got. Still, I knew I couldn’t hold out forever against five. Pretty soon, I was getting worn down, as more of their punches got through in the melee.   A solid crack to the side of my head with a brick had me seeing stars, as it came in on my blind side and knocked me for six. Soon the punches were raining down on me and as I hit the ground not far from Johnny, their jackboots went in as well.   “That’ll teach you lot to fuck with us!” I heard one of them say in muffled tones, as the only sensible thing to do in this type of situation was to cover as much of your head and face as possible, with your arms.   All of a sudden the kicking stopped. I looked through my hands to see what was happening, as all the skinheads had turned to face someone. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, it was Madalina.   She held a mobile phone in her hand.   “I’ve called Police!” she said.   The skinheads were perplexed; you could almost hear them turning it over in their minds. Was she kidding? Would she really think that could save her?   “They’ve been listening to the whole thing and they’re on their way!” she added.   The skins looked at each other, bemused.   “Shut up, you stupid foreign bitch!” said the one with the black-eye from the previous night.   “Disappear if you know what’s good for ya!” said another.   “Yeah, fuck off back to your own country!” said a third one.   Madalina backed away nervously, while I tried to get to my feet. It was no use; the kicking they’d given me had left me almost paralysed, like a spent battery.   Just at that, a Police siren screamed through the heavy night air, close enough to make the skinheads pay attention and take stock. Never had I been gladder to hear one.   “Let’s get outta here!” one of them announced.   The rest seemed to agree that was a good idea and started making their way up the alley fast. Though not before they’d helped their heaviest friend to his feet and given me and Johnny one last kick, to say ‘goodnight’ with.   “We’ll be back!” they shouted, as they made their retreat.   Madalina rushed over and helped me to stand up, and then we both grabbed Johnny. Soon he was on his feet as well.   “We should leg it as well!” I said.   Johnny nodded.   “Thanks Madalina, but we should all get out of here!” I added.   She seemed to understand. We made our way back around the corner and onto the main street.   “Quickly!” I urged them, as we crossed over the road and into a side street directly opposite Fenwick’s garage.   We stayed out of sight as the cop car approached, blue lights flashing as it turned into the alley. I motioned to the others to keep walking in the opposite direction, as fast as we could…   [Tbc]
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  • 15 Sep 2016
    Emmy-nominated writer, actress and producer Jen Richards (Her Story, Doubt) has been cast in a recurring role on the upcoming fifth season of country music drama Nashville on CMT.   DEADLINE.COM Story
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  • Emmy-nominated writer, actress and producer Jen Richards (Her Story, Doubt) has been cast in a recurring role on the upcoming fifth season of country music drama Nashville on CMT.   DEADLINE.COM Story
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  • 15 Sep 2016
      In high school, I was friend to a guy, named Matt. He was a good dude, who was kind, funny, and had his choice of any girl on campus. As we left high school, I lost touch with my buddy, though I always kept an eye on his life through social networking. Through this medium, I learned he was married but divorced shortly, thereafter. About the time of his divorce, I was undergoing my transition into a female. Before our ten-year high school reunion, I completed my transition from my old high school self into Gina Maria. Safe to say, I was excited, as the days to my reunion inched closer. On the night of the event, I was ready to introduce my new self to the world. That evening, I wore a black, leather dress with cocoa stockings, which showed off my long legs. Safe to say, I turned heads the moment I entered the local bar hosting the event. Soon, I ran into Matt, and shook his hand. However, I did not tell him about my transition. In fact, I don’t think he initially recognized me. Later in the evening, I spoke to Matt more and more, learning how his divorce almost destroyed him and ruined his faith in women. As he spoke, I could tell my once-buddy was into me. He kept sizing my long legs, and looking up my skirt, every time I drank my wine. At midnight, Matt revealed that he felt like he knew me for years. I laughed and just shrugged him off. But Matt was, and still is, very smart. As he looked at my face, he whispered my once-male name. Of course, I could not deny it any longer. I told Matt that I, too, underwent some changes. After a few more drinks, I thought we should head back to my place. We played some pool, our favorite childhood game. As I bent over, my skirt rose, and revealed my ass every time I took a shot. Matt smiled, as I bent over and teased him with my now-female ass. I asked him to teach his specialty trick shot to me. At my request, Matt placed one hand on my thigh and leaned into my ass. I could tell he was hard. Before he let go, I kissed him on the cheek. He closed his eyes, and I inched closer to his lips, while I pulled his face closer to me. Then, I inserted my tongue into his mouth. Turning my body around, Matt grabbed my ass, and lifted myself onto the table. He pulled off my panties, and I lifted my legs over his head. He unzipped his pants and began inserting his huge shaft into my ass, slowly going deeper in every thrust. Matt was huge, and his cock felt so good inside my asshole. He, then, turned my body around and began fucking my ass doggy style. Not too long after, Matt cummed an ocean into my ass. He was panting, saying that he never came so quickly and with so much force. I told him that my ass has that effect on a man’s cock. We laughed and went at it again over the course of the following week. Afterward, I began seeing Matt on a regular basis. I was happy that I was making him happy, and that my former high school buddy was now my fuck buddy.
    83 Posted by Gina Maria
  •   In high school, I was friend to a guy, named Matt. He was a good dude, who was kind, funny, and had his choice of any girl on campus. As we left high school, I lost touch with my buddy, though I always kept an eye on his life through social networking. Through this medium, I learned he was married but divorced shortly, thereafter. About the time of his divorce, I was undergoing my transition into a female. Before our ten-year high school reunion, I completed my transition from my old high school self into Gina Maria. Safe to say, I was excited, as the days to my reunion inched closer. On the night of the event, I was ready to introduce my new self to the world. That evening, I wore a black, leather dress with cocoa stockings, which showed off my long legs. Safe to say, I turned heads the moment I entered the local bar hosting the event. Soon, I ran into Matt, and shook his hand. However, I did not tell him about my transition. In fact, I don’t think he initially recognized me. Later in the evening, I spoke to Matt more and more, learning how his divorce almost destroyed him and ruined his faith in women. As he spoke, I could tell my once-buddy was into me. He kept sizing my long legs, and looking up my skirt, every time I drank my wine. At midnight, Matt revealed that he felt like he knew me for years. I laughed and just shrugged him off. But Matt was, and still is, very smart. As he looked at my face, he whispered my once-male name. Of course, I could not deny it any longer. I told Matt that I, too, underwent some changes. After a few more drinks, I thought we should head back to my place. We played some pool, our favorite childhood game. As I bent over, my skirt rose, and revealed my ass every time I took a shot. Matt smiled, as I bent over and teased him with my now-female ass. I asked him to teach his specialty trick shot to me. At my request, Matt placed one hand on my thigh and leaned into my ass. I could tell he was hard. Before he let go, I kissed him on the cheek. He closed his eyes, and I inched closer to his lips, while I pulled his face closer to me. Then, I inserted my tongue into his mouth. Turning my body around, Matt grabbed my ass, and lifted myself onto the table. He pulled off my panties, and I lifted my legs over his head. He unzipped his pants and began inserting his huge shaft into my ass, slowly going deeper in every thrust. Matt was huge, and his cock felt so good inside my asshole. He, then, turned my body around and began fucking my ass doggy style. Not too long after, Matt cummed an ocean into my ass. He was panting, saying that he never came so quickly and with so much force. I told him that my ass has that effect on a man’s cock. We laughed and went at it again over the course of the following week. Afterward, I began seeing Matt on a regular basis. I was happy that I was making him happy, and that my former high school buddy was now my fuck buddy.
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  • 12 Sep 2016
    Alexis Arquette, the transgender character actress and sibling of actors David, Rosanna, Richmond and Patricia Arquette, died early on Sunday morning in Los Angeles.   THE GUARDIAN Obituary
    25 Posted by Bebe Brum
  • Alexis Arquette, the transgender character actress and sibling of actors David, Rosanna, Richmond and Patricia Arquette, died early on Sunday morning in Los Angeles.   THE GUARDIAN Obituary
    Sep 12, 2016 25
  • 09 Sep 2016
    I've had this dream several times, it starts out I'm alone raising my two boys, (don't know if my wife left me or passed) but I decide to raise them as a girl thinking they need a "mommy-daddy!" I slowly transition to her, to Candy a sexy t-girl over the summer break and freak everyone out at my boys school when I walk into school dressed as a girl.... A slutty mommy, with 36C breasts, giggle! There was many mommies who looked at me in disgust in my slutty pink heels and mini skirt but some of the daddies I know wanted a taste of my sexy ass...I could tell by their winks and stares! That first day I see her, my older sons divorced teacher, I introduce myself acting as we had never met since she was going to get my younger son this year! She looked at me strangely like she knew me as she looked me up and down but I didn't think too much about it except that I loved her gorgeous blue eyes the year before but I didn't think she had recognized me? I was wrong, that afternoon when the boys came home from school, I got a note in my youngest sons backpack saying how brave I was to go through this transition after losing my wife! As I said earlier, I even had a breast implants but keeping my cock intact! Her note said she thought I was beautiful and had never felt so drawn to a woman... well a T-girl and she wanted to meet me at a local pub for drinks! I told her in my return note the next day I needed to get a babysitter but yes, we could met! We planned a Friday after school at the local micro-Brewery and when she walked in, she was a vision! Long smooth legs in her daisy Dukes and wedge sandals and those blue eyes of hers so beautiful and she had a very nice set of breasts....I knew It was on! She says hello and we hug and started chit chatting about my loss as we ordered our drinks and how brave I am as we sipped some good wine and beer! She loved touching my smooth shaved legs under the table and I'm sure she wondered if I still had a cock and how big my cock was? After an hour or so she couldn't resist any longer and asked me if I still had my boy parts down there (looking into my crotch) and I winked and nodded yes! Her face lit up with delight and after we finished a bottle and a pint she kissed me in front of all the patrons, slithering her now wine soaked tongue down my throat! I was lost in her blue eyes.....we finished our drinks and held hands as we left the pub and she drove me home and introduced me to her kids as a girlfriend! After they went to bed we opened another bottle of wine and smoked a little pot in her back yard and she told me she wanted me, all of me! She took me by the hand and walked me to her bedroom and said "fuck me Candy, pleeeeease!" I slowly pulled her daisy dukes and panties off, I could see the crotch of her shorts and pink panties were soaked with her juices and I could smell her sex fill the air! I started kissing her naked hips, then as she laid back on her bed I kissed her ankles and as I went higher and higher to her thighs I could feel her body tense as I drove her crazy with my long hair and sizzling tongue all over her body! She was going crazy wanting my cock inside her and she sat up breathing hard, she pulled my black mini dress up over my head and pulled my throbbing cock out of my pink panties now hard as a baseball bat! She noticed my cock was leaking precum and she licked the tip of my twitching cock sending shivers to my breasts and I could hear her purrs of approval "Mmmmm," as she took my throbbing cock down her throat soaking my cock with her sizzling hot saliva glistening in the semi-dark bedroom! I looked into her eyes and we both knew it was time and I laid her back down kissing and sucking in her lips into my mouth! I spread her thighs reveling her soaked pussy leaking onto her thighs and her blood swollen erect clit peeking out from under her little pink hood. I inch forward and savor her sweet cream from her pussy, cleaning her thighs then suck her clit like a little cock! Then I inch forward and slowly penetrate her pussy with my throbbing cock. Slowly at first but her feet pull me in all the way to my shaved pelvis. She lifts my bra and exposes my new breasts that have never been touched and sucks my now erect nipples into her sizzling hot mouth sending me into orbit! I didn't expect them to be so sensitive but they were tingling with sensation! I start to fuck her pussy so good and hard slamming my shaved balls into her wet ass and tingling pussy she squeezes and massages my breasts and nipples as she screams with pleasure, "Yes, Yes, fuck my pussy, fill my cunt up with your cream, pleeeease! My HOTPINK heels dig into the carpet and I ram her hard until I start to whimper "I'm cumming, I'm cumingggg" "uhhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh" I groan as I feel my boiling lava surge up my shaft spilling every drop of my cream into her now gaping pussy! Deep, deep in her tummy I know I'm filing her up emptying my balls! Her toes are curled and her heels pressed into my ass pulling me in with every thrust till I collapse on her beautiful breasts!! Both our breasts smashed together felt so erotic, nipple to nipple! We look at each other panting from the work out and I whisper "could I ask you something?" She says "you are so sexy, you can ask me anything lover!" I whisper "I'm embarrassed but, but, "I want you to fuck me with a strap on, would you?" At first she looks surprised but excitedly she tells me "if it makes you happy" she would do it for me! To her surprise I reach for my purse and pull one out I had purchased and we both throw it around playing with it giggling that I had it in my purse! I ask her if I can put it on her and she says she'd love that so we strap her up! It has a small penis that inserts into her pussy and vibrating bumps go against her clit and an 8" vibrating cock, 3" in diameter! Once we tighten it up, I turn the vibrating 8" dildo on and she moans with pleasure as it buzzes agains her clit! I can feel my ass begin to tingle as she stands there with her vibrating flesh colored dildo strapped to her sexy body as she squeezes her thighs together "Mmmmm!" I tell her I want to lick her dick and get it wet so I drop to my knees and start sucking her plastic monster as she begins to rock in and out of my mouth! To her amazement the 8" monster begins to slide down my throat deeper, and deeper getting her so aroused again and and she begins to moan with pleasure "ooohhhh, oooohhh!" I eventually grab her ass kneeling in front of her and she watches it disappear into my throat past my throat ring! I look up at her with my nose pressed into her tummy completely swallowing all 8" of dildo tears coming out of my eyes! You are amazed she says as I pull away gasping for air and I tell her "can you tell I've been practicing" and we both giggle but she is excitedly to indulge my fantasy! I suck her rubber cock for a few more seconds then I release the rubber cock from my throat and gasp for air again as the slimy cock glistens from my saliva and my saliva dangles off my chin glistening in the dim light of her room! She takes control and spins me around aiming her new cock into my tingling manpussy! I whimper a small moan of pain "uuuhhhh" as she penetrates my outer pink ass ring and slowly pushes in deeper! I'm gasping and clawing the sheets biting the comforter to not scream from the initial pain of my asshole, my manpussy being stretched! She becomes empowered and starts riding me pushing my head into the blankets screaming "You want to be fucked, you want it don't you, you little slut??? I gasp out a begging plea..... "Yes, fuck me, please I need to be fucked so bad, please fuck me good and hard, pleeeeeaaaase FUCK ME, FUCK MY SISSY ASS!!!!" She get up on the bed and punish my ass, I can hear her grunts of pleasure as she pushes my face down, my ass high in the air! She fucks me good and hard slapping her hands harder and harder to my ass cheeks spanking my ass bright red! I love the heat of a good spanking and how it generates shock waves of pleasure throughout my body! The rear part of the dildo with the vibrating bumps pressing against her engorged clit has started feeling so good and is working because she begins to feel the surge in her pussy building higher and higher as she moans with pleasure "oh, oh, oh, ohhhhh! " Her juices in her pussy again begin to start dripping down her thighs and the room is filled with the scent of her sweet pussy! She starts dripping sweat from the work out I can see it glistening on her neck and shoulders from fucking me so hard and fast just like I did her previously but she's not stopping for nothing because it's feeling so good! My sissy dick is starting to ooze precum again as she thrusts in harder and harder and screams "YES, YES I love fucking you, Yessssssss!" I can feel her start to tremble and shiver as she cums over and over buried deep in my ass, pulling me by my hips with her final thrusts pushing that fat dildo deep in my ass! We collapse together as I feel my sissy man pussy throb and pulse with every beat of my racing heart from the good fuck she gave me and I can feel how full my ass is when I squeeze my manpussy......Mmmmm, I can feel my sissy cock pulse again and again with that monster buried in my ass pressing my prostate so good and I catch all my cum in my hand! I whisper "thank you mistress Jen, Thank you as I slurp the cum from my hand!" We both smile in total pleasure as I kiss her and share my mouth full of cum with her! My eyes closed as our tongues devour each other, I think to myself.....the year had just begun at school, Mmmmm.....I may have just met my Mistress, giggle! Candy XOXO
    88 Posted by Candy Cane
  • I've had this dream several times, it starts out I'm alone raising my two boys, (don't know if my wife left me or passed) but I decide to raise them as a girl thinking they need a "mommy-daddy!" I slowly transition to her, to Candy a sexy t-girl over the summer break and freak everyone out at my boys school when I walk into school dressed as a girl.... A slutty mommy, with 36C breasts, giggle! There was many mommies who looked at me in disgust in my slutty pink heels and mini skirt but some of the daddies I know wanted a taste of my sexy ass...I could tell by their winks and stares! That first day I see her, my older sons divorced teacher, I introduce myself acting as we had never met since she was going to get my younger son this year! She looked at me strangely like she knew me as she looked me up and down but I didn't think too much about it except that I loved her gorgeous blue eyes the year before but I didn't think she had recognized me? I was wrong, that afternoon when the boys came home from school, I got a note in my youngest sons backpack saying how brave I was to go through this transition after losing my wife! As I said earlier, I even had a breast implants but keeping my cock intact! Her note said she thought I was beautiful and had never felt so drawn to a woman... well a T-girl and she wanted to meet me at a local pub for drinks! I told her in my return note the next day I needed to get a babysitter but yes, we could met! We planned a Friday after school at the local micro-Brewery and when she walked in, she was a vision! Long smooth legs in her daisy Dukes and wedge sandals and those blue eyes of hers so beautiful and she had a very nice set of breasts....I knew It was on! She says hello and we hug and started chit chatting about my loss as we ordered our drinks and how brave I am as we sipped some good wine and beer! She loved touching my smooth shaved legs under the table and I'm sure she wondered if I still had a cock and how big my cock was? After an hour or so she couldn't resist any longer and asked me if I still had my boy parts down there (looking into my crotch) and I winked and nodded yes! Her face lit up with delight and after we finished a bottle and a pint she kissed me in front of all the patrons, slithering her now wine soaked tongue down my throat! I was lost in her blue eyes.....we finished our drinks and held hands as we left the pub and she drove me home and introduced me to her kids as a girlfriend! After they went to bed we opened another bottle of wine and smoked a little pot in her back yard and she told me she wanted me, all of me! She took me by the hand and walked me to her bedroom and said "fuck me Candy, pleeeeease!" I slowly pulled her daisy dukes and panties off, I could see the crotch of her shorts and pink panties were soaked with her juices and I could smell her sex fill the air! I started kissing her naked hips, then as she laid back on her bed I kissed her ankles and as I went higher and higher to her thighs I could feel her body tense as I drove her crazy with my long hair and sizzling tongue all over her body! She was going crazy wanting my cock inside her and she sat up breathing hard, she pulled my black mini dress up over my head and pulled my throbbing cock out of my pink panties now hard as a baseball bat! She noticed my cock was leaking precum and she licked the tip of my twitching cock sending shivers to my breasts and I could hear her purrs of approval "Mmmmm," as she took my throbbing cock down her throat soaking my cock with her sizzling hot saliva glistening in the semi-dark bedroom! I looked into her eyes and we both knew it was time and I laid her back down kissing and sucking in her lips into my mouth! I spread her thighs reveling her soaked pussy leaking onto her thighs and her blood swollen erect clit peeking out from under her little pink hood. I inch forward and savor her sweet cream from her pussy, cleaning her thighs then suck her clit like a little cock! Then I inch forward and slowly penetrate her pussy with my throbbing cock. Slowly at first but her feet pull me in all the way to my shaved pelvis. She lifts my bra and exposes my new breasts that have never been touched and sucks my now erect nipples into her sizzling hot mouth sending me into orbit! I didn't expect them to be so sensitive but they were tingling with sensation! I start to fuck her pussy so good and hard slamming my shaved balls into her wet ass and tingling pussy she squeezes and massages my breasts and nipples as she screams with pleasure, "Yes, Yes, fuck my pussy, fill my cunt up with your cream, pleeeease! My HOTPINK heels dig into the carpet and I ram her hard until I start to whimper "I'm cumming, I'm cumingggg" "uhhhh, uhhhh, uhhhh" I groan as I feel my boiling lava surge up my shaft spilling every drop of my cream into her now gaping pussy! Deep, deep in her tummy I know I'm filing her up emptying my balls! Her toes are curled and her heels pressed into my ass pulling me in with every thrust till I collapse on her beautiful breasts!! Both our breasts smashed together felt so erotic, nipple to nipple! We look at each other panting from the work out and I whisper "could I ask you something?" She says "you are so sexy, you can ask me anything lover!" I whisper "I'm embarrassed but, but, "I want you to fuck me with a strap on, would you?" At first she looks surprised but excitedly she tells me "if it makes you happy" she would do it for me! To her surprise I reach for my purse and pull one out I had purchased and we both throw it around playing with it giggling that I had it in my purse! I ask her if I can put it on her and she says she'd love that so we strap her up! It has a small penis that inserts into her pussy and vibrating bumps go against her clit and an 8" vibrating cock, 3" in diameter! Once we tighten it up, I turn the vibrating 8" dildo on and she moans with pleasure as it buzzes agains her clit! I can feel my ass begin to tingle as she stands there with her vibrating flesh colored dildo strapped to her sexy body as she squeezes her thighs together "Mmmmm!" I tell her I want to lick her dick and get it wet so I drop to my knees and start sucking her plastic monster as she begins to rock in and out of my mouth! To her amazement the 8" monster begins to slide down my throat deeper, and deeper getting her so aroused again and and she begins to moan with pleasure "ooohhhh, oooohhh!" I eventually grab her ass kneeling in front of her and she watches it disappear into my throat past my throat ring! I look up at her with my nose pressed into her tummy completely swallowing all 8" of dildo tears coming out of my eyes! You are amazed she says as I pull away gasping for air and I tell her "can you tell I've been practicing" and we both giggle but she is excitedly to indulge my fantasy! I suck her rubber cock for a few more seconds then I release the rubber cock from my throat and gasp for air again as the slimy cock glistens from my saliva and my saliva dangles off my chin glistening in the dim light of her room! She takes control and spins me around aiming her new cock into my tingling manpussy! I whimper a small moan of pain "uuuhhhh" as she penetrates my outer pink ass ring and slowly pushes in deeper! I'm gasping and clawing the sheets biting the comforter to not scream from the initial pain of my asshole, my manpussy being stretched! She becomes empowered and starts riding me pushing my head into the blankets screaming "You want to be fucked, you want it don't you, you little slut??? I gasp out a begging plea..... "Yes, fuck me, please I need to be fucked so bad, please fuck me good and hard, pleeeeeaaaase FUCK ME, FUCK MY SISSY ASS!!!!" She get up on the bed and punish my ass, I can hear her grunts of pleasure as she pushes my face down, my ass high in the air! She fucks me good and hard slapping her hands harder and harder to my ass cheeks spanking my ass bright red! I love the heat of a good spanking and how it generates shock waves of pleasure throughout my body! The rear part of the dildo with the vibrating bumps pressing against her engorged clit has started feeling so good and is working because she begins to feel the surge in her pussy building higher and higher as she moans with pleasure "oh, oh, oh, ohhhhh! " Her juices in her pussy again begin to start dripping down her thighs and the room is filled with the scent of her sweet pussy! She starts dripping sweat from the work out I can see it glistening on her neck and shoulders from fucking me so hard and fast just like I did her previously but she's not stopping for nothing because it's feeling so good! My sissy dick is starting to ooze precum again as she thrusts in harder and harder and screams "YES, YES I love fucking you, Yessssssss!" I can feel her start to tremble and shiver as she cums over and over buried deep in my ass, pulling me by my hips with her final thrusts pushing that fat dildo deep in my ass! We collapse together as I feel my sissy man pussy throb and pulse with every beat of my racing heart from the good fuck she gave me and I can feel how full my ass is when I squeeze my manpussy......Mmmmm, I can feel my sissy cock pulse again and again with that monster buried in my ass pressing my prostate so good and I catch all my cum in my hand! I whisper "thank you mistress Jen, Thank you as I slurp the cum from my hand!" We both smile in total pleasure as I kiss her and share my mouth full of cum with her! My eyes closed as our tongues devour each other, I think to myself.....the year had just begun at school, Mmmmm.....I may have just met my Mistress, giggle! Candy XOXO
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  • 09 Sep 2016
    The Lady Chablis, transgender nightclub star, dies aged 59   THE GUARDIAN Obituary
    27 Posted by Bebe Brum
  • The Lady Chablis, transgender nightclub star, dies aged 59   THE GUARDIAN Obituary
    Sep 09, 2016 27
  • 07 Oct 2012
    St Audries Bay holiday camp   This was my first visit to St Audries Bay and as the title suggest it a holiday camp but with a difference, a little bit of magic for every TG girl who has wanted to be whom they really want to be 24/7 set in the beautiful county of Somerset.   If you are familiar with Trans living or the Belmont Society, or tvChix then possibly you may have heard of this event which has taken place twice a year in May and September for the last 10 years. I only aware of this amazing situation through playing with the band KinkyMinx who I also accompanied at this year’s Sparkle.   St Audries is in a remote area and described as a wonderful, sleepy location by the sea on the north Somerset coastline. The holiday camp taken over by t girl’s, their partners and admirers for a week, have chalet, although basic , are very passable and the cost is very reasonable, basically about £160 for the week shared accommodation.   They have a Restaurant, bar and dance hall where they have a DJ plus entertainment.  There is self-service breakfast with a waiter who serves the food to the table. There are stalls selling wigs, dresses and beauty products and a reception shop which sells stationery.   In the grounds there is mini golf, or should that be putting green? Croquet, and tennis, there is also an indoor swimming and sauna, and to top this there are steps leading to a quiet secluded beach which I spent time enjoying as my photos show   Unfortunately rather than looking after this amazing situation, there are those who post negative write ups, mainly to do with disagreements between the entertainments management and various organisations     Most of the complaints seem to me to be from people possibly expecting too much and forgetting that it is far from a normal situation.   The nearest village is Willinton a couple of miles from the camp, with a pub called the Foresters Where I played with KinkyMinx on the 22nd September which can be seen again in my photos with some of the girls from the camp who support the band, and the nearest Town is Watchet where we played on the Friday at a pub called the Esplanade.   It really is amazing walking around in broad daylight and being accepted by shop assistances as though thing‘s are normal apart from a few humorous glances from passes by and I would recommend this holiday to everyone and I am in the process trying to reserve accommodation, and hope to be back in May    Hi, thanks for all the feedback I received for my blog. I am including the full address for those wanting to contact the camp and find out more.   Kentisbury week at St Audries St Audries Bay holiday camp West Quantoxhead Nr Minehead Somerset TR4 4DY  Telephone: 01984632515 Website: www.staudriesbay.co.uk
    11771 Posted by Jady Shaw
  • St Audries Bay holiday camp   This was my first visit to St Audries Bay and as the title suggest it a holiday camp but with a difference, a little bit of magic for every TG girl who has wanted to be whom they really want to be 24/7 set in the beautiful county of Somerset.   If you are familiar with Trans living or the Belmont Society, or tvChix then possibly you may have heard of this event which has taken place twice a year in May and September for the last 10 years. I only aware of this amazing situation through playing with the band KinkyMinx who I also accompanied at this year’s Sparkle.   St Audries is in a remote area and described as a wonderful, sleepy location by the sea on the north Somerset coastline. The holiday camp taken over by t girl’s, their partners and admirers for a week, have chalet, although basic , are very passable and the cost is very reasonable, basically about £160 for the week shared accommodation.   They have a Restaurant, bar and dance hall where they have a DJ plus entertainment.  There is self-service breakfast with a waiter who serves the food to the table. There are stalls selling wigs, dresses and beauty products and a reception shop which sells stationery.   In the grounds there is mini golf, or should that be putting green? Croquet, and tennis, there is also an indoor swimming and sauna, and to top this there are steps leading to a quiet secluded beach which I spent time enjoying as my photos show   Unfortunately rather than looking after this amazing situation, there are those who post negative write ups, mainly to do with disagreements between the entertainments management and various organisations     Most of the complaints seem to me to be from people possibly expecting too much and forgetting that it is far from a normal situation.   The nearest village is Willinton a couple of miles from the camp, with a pub called the Foresters Where I played with KinkyMinx on the 22nd September which can be seen again in my photos with some of the girls from the camp who support the band, and the nearest Town is Watchet where we played on the Friday at a pub called the Esplanade.   It really is amazing walking around in broad daylight and being accepted by shop assistances as though thing‘s are normal apart from a few humorous glances from passes by and I would recommend this holiday to everyone and I am in the process trying to reserve accommodation, and hope to be back in May    Hi, thanks for all the feedback I received for my blog. I am including the full address for those wanting to contact the camp and find out more.   Kentisbury week at St Audries St Audries Bay holiday camp West Quantoxhead Nr Minehead Somerset TR4 4DY  Telephone: 01984632515 Website: www.staudriesbay.co.uk
    Oct 07, 2012 11771
  • 13 Sep 2013
    I’ve just had one of the most amazing experience’s since my days as a professional musician in the 1980’s with a with a beautifully Transsexual called Lora G and GG Nikki Lunden and their Band, although Lora and everyone are now back in LAI will be returning to the UK next year, and hopefully I will be playing with the band then   It is funny how things work, if it hadn't been for Beckie running Transtastic which I joined a few years ago, and last year Fiona Cole accepted me as one of the DJ’s on Transtastic radio which reached worldwide and I invited people to send in their own music and had response from Columbia, the UK and the USA, which is when a friend of the Lora G band JONIE VOIX got in touch asking me to play Lora G’s music on the radio   Shortly afterwards Lora introduced herself in the hope that I could help to put her in contact others able to give the band work, or if I was able to help get them work. I haven’t been active in the scene she needed for many years and was unable to help. They came from the States on a promotion tour with just two London gig’s and one gig in Edinburgh   Although well-known on LA scene with the original singer being Nate Tao who was a top 40 male contestant on America Idol.   It would be easier to say who Lora G hasn’t been in contact with, she has 5 Emmy Awards, 3 Edward R. Murrow Awards, Scripps Howard Award, NAPTE IRIS Award, Community & Government Service honors.  http://www.linkedin.com/pub/lora-g/51/259/8a2   Nikki Lunden merged with Lora G replacing Nate Tao as lead singer: Nikki Lunden opened for David Lowry and Johnny Hickman of Cracker, Devon Allman’s Honeytribe, Melissa Ferrick, Pieta Brown and Bo Ramsey, sharing festival bills with Spin Doctors, Gin Blossoms, 7 Mary Three, and has recently performed with Micki Free of Shalamar.)   Although I didn’t have a lot of time to find out much about Kimberley Smith, who is an extremely good backing vocalist, again was such a great person to be with one couldn’t help but feel love all for those that made up the band   The Lora G drummer is Gerry Doot who was in a British Punk band back in 1977 called Animal Games and released an album by the same name, which was then included on the compilation album called ‘London The Punk Rock collection’   Andy Catt The bass player with the Lora G band is Norwegian living in the States and what a talented bassist, Joco, Stanly, Na Andy Catt and very cool   Description of the Lora G band The Lora G and Nikki Lunden Band is comprised of a group of incredibly talent musicians and singers—all who have their own bands and/or solo albums or individual recording projects. These core members come together because of their love of creating original music, love of each other and belief in the band. Because their material is so varied, they call it: Alternative Eclectic Rock The members of Lora G Band and Nikki Lunden who played in the UK are: Lora G—Guitar, Keyboards, Vocals, Songwriter, Co-Producer Nikki Lunden -Lead Singer, Songwriter, Guitar Kimberley Smith—Vocals  Andy Catt—Bass, Vocals, Guitar Gerry Doot-drums and percussion Business Manager: Dennis Kennelly   On arrival at Heathrow Airport they spent 30 hours trying to get through custom’s being held because they were here to promote the band instead of to earn loads of money from the gig’s No one would believe them which is when they first made contact with me, but again I was not in a position to help them, and all I could do was suggest they get in contact with one of the gig’s they were playing at to see if they would stand as guarantor, and they were fortunate the Landlord from the Patricks Bar Crystal Palace was able to help   Although it was slow going for them when they first arrived, and only had two gigs when they first touched down, through their own determination and hard work spending hours searching the net, managed to achieve more than many bands resident in London and the UK. They were here for 18 days and ended up doing 17 gigs, by the time they left, 2 of these on the same day. They played at the Edinburgh Fringe festival the world's largest arts festival, all the time staying in contact with the bands followers back in LA,   Nikki Lunden knackered still found time to smile whilst making a video of their arrival to Edinburgh, ‘after a 12 hour drive on the wrong side of the road in the rain, narrow roads, oncoming traffic, ugghh what a night!! Way to go Andy for getting us here and not knocking me out for my back seat driving!! – Nikki’   Returning to London, they played the New Cross Inn which was my chance to meet up with them. But before the band arrived this much taller person than I (being only 5’8”) introduced themselves, who was our very own Beckie Cannon in drab, who I didn’t recognise, never seen before lol I was also in drab, and Lora later in the week would asked where are all the TG’s in the UK not having met a single one the whole time she was here? and I had to agree with her that the Transgender scene in the States seems a lot more open than here.   Shortly after the Lora G and Nikki Lunden band turned up, which gave me a very brief moment to introduce Beckie who Lora thought was really handsome, and I introduced myself as Jady from Transtastic. Lora G was pleased to meet us, then went to work organising and setting up to play, and asked me to video the show which was a 40 minutes set which although not a Hugh audience went down really well, however I missed saying goodbye to Beckie when she left, becoming very involved with the band   Once the band had completed the set, I mentioned that I would really enjoy playing with the band and Lora knowing I was a sax playing through my profile on Transtastic said ‘what would you play’ Having played her music on Transtastic radio I knew one of the songs that rocked called ‘Hear Me’ which I suggested to Lora who turned to bass player Andy Catt, who had joined us, both said he knows the number, and Lora replied ‘yeah come on down to Patricks Bar in Crystal Palace on Saturday   Being a 67 OAP and at times feeling my age I almost didn’t bother to go but thought why not go along even if I didn’t play but as I walked into Patrick’s Bar Lora came forward making me feel part of what was happening by giving me a hug and straight away introduced me to everyone saying here’s our sax player.   They played 3 numbers before inviting me to play their song ‘Here Me’, and partly to cover themselves because they didn’t know me but were confident in themselves to give me a chance to prove myself Nikki Lunden introduce me by saying give Jady a big welcome it’s his first time playing with us so we don’t know what’s going to happen.    After the song finished which went down really well, she was full of praise and having been introduced to their finance manager who come up giving praise saying ‘wow you rock you really took the roof off’ and everyone made me feel so good, that when Lora invited to play their next gig in East London I was more than happy   Although I didn’t have too much time to ask Lora questions I asked her had she transitioned and she said ‘yes completely’ and was a woman, and the only thing she was unable to do was give birth, although she does have 3 grown up daughters, one of which is at University here in the UK   Lora G is such an amazing person I don’t think there was anyone she didn’t touch, who didn’t end up thinking they were sharing a very special moment. The next gig was at the George Tavern, which Pauline Forster an English artist, performer, musician, designer and landlady of The Tavern in the East End of London, and where Jamie Lovatt a singer and frontman of the band Romance works running the bar, was to meet Lora G and Nikki Lunden then  join the Abbey Road session backing vocals on Nikki Lunden’s new release ‘Where Love Lie’s’   Although I wasn’t asked at this time to go into the Abbey studio, I was invited to play at the club Proud in Camden which was the first of two gigs’ in one evening about 4 miles apart, so I decided to use my car to get to the first gig which is about 7 miles from me, to start at 8 pm, and then onto the 12 Bar Club in Denmark Street with some of the bands gear to originally start at 10,20 pm   We got to the 12 Bar club (2nd gig) at 10pm when as I pulled up to unload my car, an African traffic warden moved in and said ‘you cannot park there’ but I said 'I am only going to be a couple of minutes' his reply 'well make sure you are' we unloaded and went in the club just after 10 pm expecting to play at 10.20 but didn’t go on until gone 11..25 pm because another act was booked and Lora G was the main act of the evening   At 11.22 the c--- of a warden put a parking ticket on the car stating I was unlawfully parked in a disabled bay for 2 minutes until 11.24, however I’ve appealed against the ticket because 1/ there is no disabled bay in Denmark Street the bay I had pulled into was a Permit Holders Only bay and 2/ at 11.22 I took a photo with my mobile phone of the act performing before Lora G went on stage.   Then at 11.25 took another photo of the Lora G bands first number and then shortly after was playing with the band which the whole club could prove, that I was in the club taking photos of the band before performing the numbers that I was playing, and even have the time of the shot’s on the phone lol    The gig went great and Lora said are you coming to the Abbey Road studios? And thinking only vocals were being recorded for their new song said ‘I don’t know maybe if I can get there, but it would be later than they started. I decided to go and give support to the band   I thought I can’t walk into the most famous studio in the world without my instrument, you never know there may be a band that wants some sax, and even when I got to the reception desk I wasn’t sure if my name had been left, or if I would even get in and meekly said I’m with the Lora G band   She replied ‘oh yes you are expected’ (which made me feel really chuffed) ‘I will call them and get one of the studio staff to take you through’ when they came I said ‘Is there any where I can leave my sax cause I don’t think I am playing’ and he replied ‘You can leave it there but I thought they said that you are recording’, which made me perk even up more then said ‘oh alright I will bring it with me’.   The last time I stood in a studio at Abbey Road was about 1972 with a band called ‘The Soul Stars’ given a chance with a free recording session by EMI, but messed it up and lost out. So by now I am feeling really good, here I was having just meet this band, had played 4 gig’s and in the most famous studio’s in the world, All in just one week     By now my feelings for Lora G had grown so much for this very special person, I really can’t say enough about her or the whole band, and when I walked into the studio everyone who respected her automatically accepted me, and I was made to feel very welcomed by Lora who gave me with a hug   When I went down to play I had no idea what was expected. The bass player and second vocalist Kimberly had left the UK early, who’s parts were to be added at a later date once back in LA, so first Lora G and Gerry Doot the drummer had laid down a guide for the vocals to sing over, then Nikki Lunden and Jamie Lovatt had laid down their parts and finally I went down to play.   Being a Nikki Lunden composition I asked her to go down into the studio booth and conduct where she wanted me to play then it was 1, 2, 3, 4, blow, I think most artist are their own worst critics and I really didn’t think I played good, but we played through the song about 4 times and everyone said ok that’s sounds good, and that was it   Then Tony Billings Station Manager & Presenter at Exosphere Radio, Gerry, Jamie, Lora plus the two recording engineers, then came down into the studio and Nikki Lunden then got down on one knee and proposed to Lora G who accepted with the rest of us applauding and congratulating,   Lora then took us all out for a slap up meal with a magnum of Champaign, when I was able to learn a little bit about her past, those that she’s played with, plus some of the missions, beliefs, and the things that matter to her   She has an Amy of loyal followers, and helpers and although I’ve meet many ‘STARS’ during my 40 years of playing none have been as beautiful a person as Lora G. Her trails have given her strength without the nastiness that often ambitious people become and everyone agreed that we had shared a very special moment in time   It wasn’t to be the total end of my involvement with Lora G, on the Saturday I had gone to Denmark Street in the West End to take some photo evidence for the parking ticket Had I gone into the street the way I normally do which is from the other end; what happened next was so unbelievable it questioned my belief regards fate, I had cycled up to the street in the West End, and as I went into that end of the street I just about heard a voice call out Jady   Something made me look around and standing on the corner with a load of band gear was Lora G, Nikki Lunden and Gerry Doot, who should have flown to Paris but because they had so much gear had to rebook a flight from Luton Airport instead of Heathrow, and were in the process of selling gear unable to take it with having received sponsored from Hiwatt amplifiers who had given Lora a whole new bass stack, so I looking after the gear they couldn’t take back for them    I’ve never been one for fate but a string of coincidence or what? I do know my feelings well up inside when I think that I’ve had this amazing ride with very beautiful TS, and a great band, witnessed an engagement and just keep thinking wow, what a ride every time I think about having played 4 gigs and recorded in the most famous studio’s in the world, all in one week.
    8286 Posted by Jady Shaw
  • I’ve just had one of the most amazing experience’s since my days as a professional musician in the 1980’s with a with a beautifully Transsexual called Lora G and GG Nikki Lunden and their Band, although Lora and everyone are now back in LAI will be returning to the UK next year, and hopefully I will be playing with the band then   It is funny how things work, if it hadn't been for Beckie running Transtastic which I joined a few years ago, and last year Fiona Cole accepted me as one of the DJ’s on Transtastic radio which reached worldwide and I invited people to send in their own music and had response from Columbia, the UK and the USA, which is when a friend of the Lora G band JONIE VOIX got in touch asking me to play Lora G’s music on the radio   Shortly afterwards Lora introduced herself in the hope that I could help to put her in contact others able to give the band work, or if I was able to help get them work. I haven’t been active in the scene she needed for many years and was unable to help. They came from the States on a promotion tour with just two London gig’s and one gig in Edinburgh   Although well-known on LA scene with the original singer being Nate Tao who was a top 40 male contestant on America Idol.   It would be easier to say who Lora G hasn’t been in contact with, she has 5 Emmy Awards, 3 Edward R. Murrow Awards, Scripps Howard Award, NAPTE IRIS Award, Community & Government Service honors.  http://www.linkedin.com/pub/lora-g/51/259/8a2   Nikki Lunden merged with Lora G replacing Nate Tao as lead singer: Nikki Lunden opened for David Lowry and Johnny Hickman of Cracker, Devon Allman’s Honeytribe, Melissa Ferrick, Pieta Brown and Bo Ramsey, sharing festival bills with Spin Doctors, Gin Blossoms, 7 Mary Three, and has recently performed with Micki Free of Shalamar.)   Although I didn’t have a lot of time to find out much about Kimberley Smith, who is an extremely good backing vocalist, again was such a great person to be with one couldn’t help but feel love all for those that made up the band   The Lora G drummer is Gerry Doot who was in a British Punk band back in 1977 called Animal Games and released an album by the same name, which was then included on the compilation album called ‘London The Punk Rock collection’   Andy Catt The bass player with the Lora G band is Norwegian living in the States and what a talented bassist, Joco, Stanly, Na Andy Catt and very cool   Description of the Lora G band The Lora G and Nikki Lunden Band is comprised of a group of incredibly talent musicians and singers—all who have their own bands and/or solo albums or individual recording projects. These core members come together because of their love of creating original music, love of each other and belief in the band. Because their material is so varied, they call it: Alternative Eclectic Rock The members of Lora G Band and Nikki Lunden who played in the UK are: Lora G—Guitar, Keyboards, Vocals, Songwriter, Co-Producer Nikki Lunden -Lead Singer, Songwriter, Guitar Kimberley Smith—Vocals  Andy Catt—Bass, Vocals, Guitar Gerry Doot-drums and percussion Business Manager: Dennis Kennelly   On arrival at Heathrow Airport they spent 30 hours trying to get through custom’s being held because they were here to promote the band instead of to earn loads of money from the gig’s No one would believe them which is when they first made contact with me, but again I was not in a position to help them, and all I could do was suggest they get in contact with one of the gig’s they were playing at to see if they would stand as guarantor, and they were fortunate the Landlord from the Patricks Bar Crystal Palace was able to help   Although it was slow going for them when they first arrived, and only had two gigs when they first touched down, through their own determination and hard work spending hours searching the net, managed to achieve more than many bands resident in London and the UK. They were here for 18 days and ended up doing 17 gigs, by the time they left, 2 of these on the same day. They played at the Edinburgh Fringe festival the world's largest arts festival, all the time staying in contact with the bands followers back in LA,   Nikki Lunden knackered still found time to smile whilst making a video of their arrival to Edinburgh, ‘after a 12 hour drive on the wrong side of the road in the rain, narrow roads, oncoming traffic, ugghh what a night!! Way to go Andy for getting us here and not knocking me out for my back seat driving!! – Nikki’   Returning to London, they played the New Cross Inn which was my chance to meet up with them. But before the band arrived this much taller person than I (being only 5’8”) introduced themselves, who was our very own Beckie Cannon in drab, who I didn’t recognise, never seen before lol I was also in drab, and Lora later in the week would asked where are all the TG’s in the UK not having met a single one the whole time she was here? and I had to agree with her that the Transgender scene in the States seems a lot more open than here.   Shortly after the Lora G and Nikki Lunden band turned up, which gave me a very brief moment to introduce Beckie who Lora thought was really handsome, and I introduced myself as Jady from Transtastic. Lora G was pleased to meet us, then went to work organising and setting up to play, and asked me to video the show which was a 40 minutes set which although not a Hugh audience went down really well, however I missed saying goodbye to Beckie when she left, becoming very involved with the band   Once the band had completed the set, I mentioned that I would really enjoy playing with the band and Lora knowing I was a sax playing through my profile on Transtastic said ‘what would you play’ Having played her music on Transtastic radio I knew one of the songs that rocked called ‘Hear Me’ which I suggested to Lora who turned to bass player Andy Catt, who had joined us, both said he knows the number, and Lora replied ‘yeah come on down to Patricks Bar in Crystal Palace on Saturday   Being a 67 OAP and at times feeling my age I almost didn’t bother to go but thought why not go along even if I didn’t play but as I walked into Patrick’s Bar Lora came forward making me feel part of what was happening by giving me a hug and straight away introduced me to everyone saying here’s our sax player.   They played 3 numbers before inviting me to play their song ‘Here Me’, and partly to cover themselves because they didn’t know me but were confident in themselves to give me a chance to prove myself Nikki Lunden introduce me by saying give Jady a big welcome it’s his first time playing with us so we don’t know what’s going to happen.    After the song finished which went down really well, she was full of praise and having been introduced to their finance manager who come up giving praise saying ‘wow you rock you really took the roof off’ and everyone made me feel so good, that when Lora invited to play their next gig in East London I was more than happy   Although I didn’t have too much time to ask Lora questions I asked her had she transitioned and she said ‘yes completely’ and was a woman, and the only thing she was unable to do was give birth, although she does have 3 grown up daughters, one of which is at University here in the UK   Lora G is such an amazing person I don’t think there was anyone she didn’t touch, who didn’t end up thinking they were sharing a very special moment. The next gig was at the George Tavern, which Pauline Forster an English artist, performer, musician, designer and landlady of The Tavern in the East End of London, and where Jamie Lovatt a singer and frontman of the band Romance works running the bar, was to meet Lora G and Nikki Lunden then  join the Abbey Road session backing vocals on Nikki Lunden’s new release ‘Where Love Lie’s’   Although I wasn’t asked at this time to go into the Abbey studio, I was invited to play at the club Proud in Camden which was the first of two gigs’ in one evening about 4 miles apart, so I decided to use my car to get to the first gig which is about 7 miles from me, to start at 8 pm, and then onto the 12 Bar Club in Denmark Street with some of the bands gear to originally start at 10,20 pm   We got to the 12 Bar club (2nd gig) at 10pm when as I pulled up to unload my car, an African traffic warden moved in and said ‘you cannot park there’ but I said 'I am only going to be a couple of minutes' his reply 'well make sure you are' we unloaded and went in the club just after 10 pm expecting to play at 10.20 but didn’t go on until gone 11..25 pm because another act was booked and Lora G was the main act of the evening   At 11.22 the c--- of a warden put a parking ticket on the car stating I was unlawfully parked in a disabled bay for 2 minutes until 11.24, however I’ve appealed against the ticket because 1/ there is no disabled bay in Denmark Street the bay I had pulled into was a Permit Holders Only bay and 2/ at 11.22 I took a photo with my mobile phone of the act performing before Lora G went on stage.   Then at 11.25 took another photo of the Lora G bands first number and then shortly after was playing with the band which the whole club could prove, that I was in the club taking photos of the band before performing the numbers that I was playing, and even have the time of the shot’s on the phone lol    The gig went great and Lora said are you coming to the Abbey Road studios? And thinking only vocals were being recorded for their new song said ‘I don’t know maybe if I can get there, but it would be later than they started. I decided to go and give support to the band   I thought I can’t walk into the most famous studio in the world without my instrument, you never know there may be a band that wants some sax, and even when I got to the reception desk I wasn’t sure if my name had been left, or if I would even get in and meekly said I’m with the Lora G band   She replied ‘oh yes you are expected’ (which made me feel really chuffed) ‘I will call them and get one of the studio staff to take you through’ when they came I said ‘Is there any where I can leave my sax cause I don’t think I am playing’ and he replied ‘You can leave it there but I thought they said that you are recording’, which made me perk even up more then said ‘oh alright I will bring it with me’.   The last time I stood in a studio at Abbey Road was about 1972 with a band called ‘The Soul Stars’ given a chance with a free recording session by EMI, but messed it up and lost out. So by now I am feeling really good, here I was having just meet this band, had played 4 gig’s and in the most famous studio’s in the world, All in just one week     By now my feelings for Lora G had grown so much for this very special person, I really can’t say enough about her or the whole band, and when I walked into the studio everyone who respected her automatically accepted me, and I was made to feel very welcomed by Lora who gave me with a hug   When I went down to play I had no idea what was expected. The bass player and second vocalist Kimberly had left the UK early, who’s parts were to be added at a later date once back in LA, so first Lora G and Gerry Doot the drummer had laid down a guide for the vocals to sing over, then Nikki Lunden and Jamie Lovatt had laid down their parts and finally I went down to play.   Being a Nikki Lunden composition I asked her to go down into the studio booth and conduct where she wanted me to play then it was 1, 2, 3, 4, blow, I think most artist are their own worst critics and I really didn’t think I played good, but we played through the song about 4 times and everyone said ok that’s sounds good, and that was it   Then Tony Billings Station Manager & Presenter at Exosphere Radio, Gerry, Jamie, Lora plus the two recording engineers, then came down into the studio and Nikki Lunden then got down on one knee and proposed to Lora G who accepted with the rest of us applauding and congratulating,   Lora then took us all out for a slap up meal with a magnum of Champaign, when I was able to learn a little bit about her past, those that she’s played with, plus some of the missions, beliefs, and the things that matter to her   She has an Amy of loyal followers, and helpers and although I’ve meet many ‘STARS’ during my 40 years of playing none have been as beautiful a person as Lora G. Her trails have given her strength without the nastiness that often ambitious people become and everyone agreed that we had shared a very special moment in time   It wasn’t to be the total end of my involvement with Lora G, on the Saturday I had gone to Denmark Street in the West End to take some photo evidence for the parking ticket Had I gone into the street the way I normally do which is from the other end; what happened next was so unbelievable it questioned my belief regards fate, I had cycled up to the street in the West End, and as I went into that end of the street I just about heard a voice call out Jady   Something made me look around and standing on the corner with a load of band gear was Lora G, Nikki Lunden and Gerry Doot, who should have flown to Paris but because they had so much gear had to rebook a flight from Luton Airport instead of Heathrow, and were in the process of selling gear unable to take it with having received sponsored from Hiwatt amplifiers who had given Lora a whole new bass stack, so I looking after the gear they couldn’t take back for them    I’ve never been one for fate but a string of coincidence or what? I do know my feelings well up inside when I think that I’ve had this amazing ride with very beautiful TS, and a great band, witnessed an engagement and just keep thinking wow, what a ride every time I think about having played 4 gigs and recorded in the most famous studio’s in the world, all in one week.
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  • 11 Dec 2012
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  • 22 Mar 2013
    A male primary school teacher who began a new term as a woman has been found dead.Pupils at St Mary Magdalen's C of E Primary School in Accrington, Lancashire, were told in December that Nathan Upton should be addressed as Miss Meadows after the Christmas break.This week they were informed that their teacher, Lucy Meadows, had died. The 32-year-old was found at a house in Accrington on Tuesday.The teacher had thanked school governors and staff for their support when she announced her plans to return as a woman in January.A letter to parents read: "Mr Upton has recently made a significant change in his life and will be transitioning to live as a woman."After the Christmas break, she will return to work as Miss Meadows."Concerns from some parents were reported in the media with one father saying that his three sons at the school were "too young to be dealing with that".A spokeswoman for Lancashire Police said: "At 4.45pm on Tuesday, police were called by the ambulance service to a report of a sudden death at an address on Ramsbottom Street in Accrington."On arrival they found the body of a 32-year-old woman. There are no suspicious circumstances and a file will be prepared and passed to the coroner."In a statement on the school website, head teacher Karen Hardman said: "It is with great sadness that I have to inform you of the death of Miss Lucy Meadows."Our staff will be working closely with bereavement teams and are here to offer the children and yourselves any support in any way we can."
    7628 Posted by Bebe Brum
  • A male primary school teacher who began a new term as a woman has been found dead.Pupils at St Mary Magdalen's C of E Primary School in Accrington, Lancashire, were told in December that Nathan Upton should be addressed as Miss Meadows after the Christmas break.This week they were informed that their teacher, Lucy Meadows, had died. The 32-year-old was found at a house in Accrington on Tuesday.The teacher had thanked school governors and staff for their support when she announced her plans to return as a woman in January.A letter to parents read: "Mr Upton has recently made a significant change in his life and will be transitioning to live as a woman."After the Christmas break, she will return to work as Miss Meadows."Concerns from some parents were reported in the media with one father saying that his three sons at the school were "too young to be dealing with that".A spokeswoman for Lancashire Police said: "At 4.45pm on Tuesday, police were called by the ambulance service to a report of a sudden death at an address on Ramsbottom Street in Accrington."On arrival they found the body of a 32-year-old woman. There are no suspicious circumstances and a file will be prepared and passed to the coroner."In a statement on the school website, head teacher Karen Hardman said: "It is with great sadness that I have to inform you of the death of Miss Lucy Meadows."Our staff will be working closely with bereavement teams and are here to offer the children and yourselves any support in any way we can."
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  • 26 Apr 2013
    The missus bought a paperback,down Shepton Mallet way,I had a look inside her bag;T'was "Fifty Shades Of Grey".Well I just left her to it,And at 10 I went to bed.An hour later she appeared;The sight filled me with dread...In her left she held a rope;And in her right a whipShe threw them down upon the floor,And then began to strip.Well fifty years or so ago;I might have had a peek;But Mabel hasn't weathered well;She's eighty four next weekWatching Mabel bump and grind;Could not have been much grimmer.And things then went from bad to worse;She toppled off her Zimmer!She struggled back upon her feet;A couple minutes later;She put her teeth back in and saidI am a dominatorNow if you knew our Mabel,You'd see just why I spluttered,I'd spent two months in tractionfor the last complaint I'd uttered.She stood there nude and nakedBent forward just a bitI went to hold her, sensual likeand stood on her left titMabel screamed, her teeth shot out;My god what had I done!?She moaned and groaned then shouted out:"Step on the other one"Well readers, I can't tell no more;About what occurred that day.Suffice to say my jet black hair,Turned fifty shades of grey.
    7391 Posted by diana spencer
  • The missus bought a paperback,down Shepton Mallet way,I had a look inside her bag;T'was "Fifty Shades Of Grey".Well I just left her to it,And at 10 I went to bed.An hour later she appeared;The sight filled me with dread...In her left she held a rope;And in her right a whipShe threw them down upon the floor,And then began to strip.Well fifty years or so ago;I might have had a peek;But Mabel hasn't weathered well;She's eighty four next weekWatching Mabel bump and grind;Could not have been much grimmer.And things then went from bad to worse;She toppled off her Zimmer!She struggled back upon her feet;A couple minutes later;She put her teeth back in and saidI am a dominatorNow if you knew our Mabel,You'd see just why I spluttered,I'd spent two months in tractionfor the last complaint I'd uttered.She stood there nude and nakedBent forward just a bitI went to hold her, sensual likeand stood on her left titMabel screamed, her teeth shot out;My god what had I done!?She moaned and groaned then shouted out:"Step on the other one"Well readers, I can't tell no more;About what occurred that day.Suffice to say my jet black hair,Turned fifty shades of grey.
    Apr 26, 2013 7391
  • 03 Aug 2013
    Hi everyone, I'm trying to find out just how many of us fit into another small community known as ASMR? If you don't know what ASMR is, there's still a chance that you get it but you've never heard it given a name before. ASMR is basically when a (usually) audio stimulus triggers a pleasurable response in your brain... the closest anyone's been able to get to describing it is a 'brain orgasm'... But it is NOT a sex thing... I first experienced this when I was about 13 and my geography teacher was talking in a really quiet way... I just sat there with this incredible fuzzy feeling in my head that lasted the entire lesson. I know I'm not alone in getting this but I know that a lot of people don't recognise it. So I wanted to ask you all... Do any of you get this sensation? I figure that as a community we have to be pretty open to admitting things that other people might not understand ;)
    7354 Posted by Juliette Noir
  • Hi everyone, I'm trying to find out just how many of us fit into another small community known as ASMR? If you don't know what ASMR is, there's still a chance that you get it but you've never heard it given a name before. ASMR is basically when a (usually) audio stimulus triggers a pleasurable response in your brain... the closest anyone's been able to get to describing it is a 'brain orgasm'... But it is NOT a sex thing... I first experienced this when I was about 13 and my geography teacher was talking in a really quiet way... I just sat there with this incredible fuzzy feeling in my head that lasted the entire lesson. I know I'm not alone in getting this but I know that a lot of people don't recognise it. So I wanted to ask you all... Do any of you get this sensation? I figure that as a community we have to be pretty open to admitting things that other people might not understand ;)
    Aug 03, 2013 7354