It has taken 27 years for the truth to be told about that fateful day when 96 innocent football fans lost their lives on a afternoon which should have full of joy and excitement.
My tears today are for the 96 those who were lost, their families and friends, and for all of us around the world who have lived with the memories.
They will never walk alone.
Just over two weeks now since my first jab of Triptorelin (T-blockers). Yesterday I collected my new FREE wigs. Yay!
This week wifey, who subsequently claimed she thought I’d “forgotten” about this transition thing, started looking again for somewhere to buy, and we found somewhere that would be perfect for either her alone, or us. Oh wonderful! (sarcasm).
Poor Danny’s been stressed out all week because his cat cut a paw last weekend and has had to be left every day with a cone on so he doesn’t lick it while the antibiotics do their work. 😦
We received a “wedding invitation” from some friends in Second Life yesterday, and I’m going to be Maid of Honour *smiles*, and last night wifey mentioned the “D” word for the first time.
Some week!
Okay, so let’s try to make sense of all this …
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