The Unanswerable Question
Much thinking has gone on these last few days.
On Saturday, as I walked around the Trafford Centre in Manchester, many thoughts crossed my mind apart from the fashion-related ones ennumerated in my previous post.
After I had caught up with Mr C later on, still more thoughts cluttered my brain.
Firstly, I wondered how it is that mothers of some nationalities manage to bring their children up to behave in public, while others simply cannot.
I also wondered why it seems to be that clothing on the Continent and in the US is better made and more flattering to all ages than here in the UK.
Mr C informed me that one of our scener friends has now come out as transgender, and although I don't know how far through her transition she is, the use of feminine pronouns and her new name is appropriate. (I might add that this is not unheard of, we now know three geeks at various stages of transition from male to female.)
Mr C also informed me that another one of his scener friends is engaged to a Paralympian athlete. So not only do the couple have to deal with the fact that she is partially sighted, but also that she is a familiar face to many people. I can't recall how or where they met, but I can only imagine the kerfuffle that her appearance must cause at times. Fortunately, in the scene we are generally very down to earth, and apart from fangirling a few of the musicians and games designers, I'm pretty immune to celebrity. After all, even the Queen has to use the bathroom, as someone once told me.
Finally, on the way home we were listening to the radio and the DJ started his show with 'Fire' by the Crazy World of Arthur Brown. How he got away with it, I have no clue, because one of the news headlines concerned the deaths of 10 members of the same Irish Traveller community in a fire at their site.
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