Jenni's little red book .. OK,  a blue background page with black writing on it but little red book sounds so much nicer. My random jottings, views, thoughts page.
	Most embarrassing moment: Leaving the Loo at the Adelphi Theatre, the loo in the main auditorium, an auditorium full of hundreds of people, feeling oh so terribly elegant and sophisticated after my first visit to the theatre as Jen, making my way regally through the throng with Joan desperately nudging my arm trying to tell me the hem of my skirt was caught up from behind showing all. This was Matched by  one of my first Holy Communions as Jenni, with due solemnity making my way to the altar rail in front of a congregation of about 100 people  and a lay reader dashing after me to tell me my skirt zip at the back was undone, and it was a long zip!. Most happiest moment: Lots of them but getting my shiny new passport and seeing an "F" where is says "sex" really made my day, week, year. Was off the planet that day. Men drivers: I used to be one once, drove a big red penis extension called a Jaguar XKR (click here for pic). Now I drive, ever so elegantly and sedately of course, in my little 3 series BMW I find it quite amusing to witness male attitudes to female drivers. There's the rep, in his Astra GTE with ABS and 16v decals, who really must arrive on my boot at 100 miles per hour to demonstrate his latest surge of testosterone, the bloke in his 10 y/old 1.3L something poodling along at 20 MPH below the speed limit  but who on seeing himself being overtaken by a woman strives to screw every last ounce of horsepower out of his wheezing engine until at last he's doing 1 mph more than my car, Mr Smoothie in his Lexus with those obscene gold badges who overtakes ever so fast but then slows down when alongside so I can admire his gleaming white teeth being flashed in my direction, but the one I like best is the policeman. I have been pulled over more times in 12 months as Jen than in 40 years of driving as Him. The flash car with the  personal number plate and smart looking bit of tottie driving it is an irresistible magnet to the testosterone powered policeman, but oh the look of disappointment when I wind the window down, drop my voice to its deepest pre-Jenni level and say "evening officer, is there  a problem mate?" Most hated word: Transsexual/Transsexualism. Horrible loathsome word coined by a sleazy publisher of pseudo-scientific journals in the late 40's and adopted by medical professionals who should be put up against a wall and shot. I'm not TRANS-anything, I'm Jenni, a female born into the wrong body and the last thing I am motivated by is SEX, the condition I was born with being entirely an identity condition, not a sexual one. It rubs salt in the wound to consider that part of my treatment is to undertake thormone therapy that has rendered me impotent, infertile and devoid of almost all sexual feelings. My favourite politician: John Prescott.  Talk about a picture is worth a thousand words. Prescott saves me a thousand words trying to explain why I think politicians and politics stink. Keep it up John. At least with you around no one is fooled that we have a government of keen intelligentsia upholding the highest principles of democratic office.  After him comes john Reid and his famous statement describing the home office as "unfit for purpose".  Quite right John, but lets not stop there, apply it to this government. My favourite country: The UK .. even with this government. New Zealand comes a close  second but then who wants to live somewhere just a bit further away from civillisation than Jupiter. Global warming:  Oh goodness, aren't I a hypocrite. Whilst being part of a Christian movement to increase the public awareness of global warming on the third world, especially Africa, and as such "Miss Disgruntled of Chiswick" ....  Didn't we have a gorgeous summer and mediterranean type autumn? To sit outside, people watching, at one of Chiswick's many street cafes, dressed in summer clothes in the middle of October was, well...  just wonderful !! The "still alive" human being I most admire: Nelson Mandela. A giant in our times of courage, grace, determination and magnaminity in victory. A truly wonderful man
Bigots: Don't you just love 'em.  An imaginary conversation with the most repeated bigotted statements and a not so imaginary real life collection of what I have been called. Faith: How God was with me during the worst times of my life