This blog is ostensibly a blog about what it’s like to have been a ‘crossdresser’ all my life! I hate the term ‘crossdresser’ of course! It suggests something is wrong but more on that later. This is one man’s story about the ‘why’ and the ‘what’ of it all and how it has, quite frankly, consumed and defined me! But it’s more than that too. I hope? I love life with all its ‘ups and downs’. I want to live…
“Uncle Bertie’s a Protestant!” That’s what we were told! That’s what we believed! Things got exciting when Uncle Bertie came to visit. You see, being the country cousins from Cork, we’d never even seen a Protestant before! Uncle Bertie was Daddy’s third brother who’d often visit from Dublin. They were all fairly well behaved in that family, it seemed, except of course, for Uncle Bertie. I mean, he smoked a pipe and would often drink pints of Guinness and rarely,…