Train Stories – I Think I’ve Pulled!

On my train home, sitting in my preferred 4 seat booth. The one with the small table to lean the iPad on while I type.

I was first to arrive and took the forward facing window seat, but the booth filled fast as the train was busiest than usual on its rush hour run from Edinburgh to Glasgow.

A lady sat opposite me, early 40s, slim to average build, pretty features, functional hairstyle. Attractive but more than a little mumsie.

No harm in that. She’s more than likely a mum holding down her job then going home to the kids. Good for her.

No wedding ring I notice, but why was I looking? Is that important or just art of observing people?

A guy joins me, pushing in beside me, late 30s, quite well built so it’s a bit of a push for two grown men sitting together and I’m sure that he’s as much aware of my shoulders as I’m aware of his.

Fortunately after a few minutes of pressure he relents, well there is more space aisle side and I had the carriage wall to push against so I wasn’t going anywhere.

The small games we play on public transport.

I love it.

A few minutes later he’d pulled out his phone, stuck his headphones on, surreptitiously pulling sweets from his aisle side pocket and sneaking then into his mouth as if he was a naughty schoolboy and no one would notice.

Well we all noticed, but why would we care?

But it was my final journey-friend that caught my attention.

Well more than the other two, but I’m an observant guy and curious.

I like people watching.

You may have noticed. 🙂

I’d seen this person a few times over the past few weeks and she did catch my eye, but this is the first time I’ve had a look at her up close.

The wide chin, broad shoulders, 5pm stubble, Adam’s apple

She is a he.

Does it matter? Not to me it doesn’t.

But sitting looking at these two *women” sitting directly in front of me the differences just couldn’t be more exaggerated.

Contrast and compare … A very feminine woman, dressed down, mumsie vs A man in a dress.

I’ve no idea if this person is transvestite, transsexual or pre-op.

If it’s the simple case that she likes wearing a dress and living as a woman .. Fine no problem.

Do what you like.

No really, if it makes her or you feel good to slap on some makeup and pull on a dress then go for it.

Although I do reserve the right to have an opinion.

Which for this particular case is … Regardless of gender .. You looking fucking ridiculous!

For fucks sake can’t you see that dress doesn’t go with those shoes and your make ups a disaster.

I don’t mean to be unkind but if I looked like that I’d like one of my friends to have a word.

The second and more interesting aspect is if she’s transgender – now that’s a real head fuck.

I have a friend who did the op, we used to play football together. Good player it has to be said and was a bit of a surprise when one Friday he announced that he’d always wanted to be a woman.

Now he’s had the op and is in a commuted settled relationship with a woman.

Beats the hell out of me.

I wonder if this lady opposite me is the same?

If he woke up one day and decided that he wanted to be a woman or that they’d always felt differently.

As a guy, I’m a guy, no doubts of who I am. I couldn’t imagine waking up one day realising that I didn’t live up to the perception of what men did and deciding that I was a woman trapped Una mans body.

I just don’t get it.

Even now, sitting opposite this person, if she has had the op, it doesn’t really make any difference, she’ll never be a real woman like the woman sitting beside her.

But hey ho each to their own. She’s not doing anyone any harm.

Over the course of the journey, I’ve had the odd glance at her as I write this story.

She’s been checking me out. I’m sure she’s wondering what I’ve been writing about over the past 30 minutes.

Now she’s smiling.

Hold tight guys .. I think I’ve pulled! 🙂

This Girl Can – Love It! #ThisGirlCan

Have you saw the new ad by Sport England to get more women exercising?

It’s not your typical fitness ad with lots of slim girls who don’t really need the exercise,  that hardly encourages your average woman to get up and out there.

In my opinion,  it probably has the opposite effect,  discouraging rather than encouraging.  People need to see a achievable goal,  not a perfect body that in their heart they know that they will never achieve and become disheartened because that day has passed.

This ad is full of ordinary woman of different sizes,  older,  younger, bigger,  slimmer,  curves, sweaty .. all doing different exercise and most importantly enjoying themselves.

Love the embedded phrases too .. I jiggle therefore I am.

You go girl!!

I’m currently listening to BBC Radio 2 discussing the ad and some feminist is calling it sexist … whit?

How the fuck can it be sexist?

The protagonist of this arguing that because t shows some women in sexy shots in then it’s sexist.

You can’t win .. can you?

An ad for real woman to go out there,  showing real woman,  hopefully encouraging them to make the most of themselves rather than your average gorgeous gym-bunny and some groups trying and trash it.

Personally I love it.

Maybe they should do a similar ad for men?

More info