Tonight I ticked another tranny box; I saw 'Priscilla, Queen Of The Desert' for the first time. Loved it!
It has a certain resonance for me, of course. As you may know (or may not - you will in a second), the Family Rachel are hoping to be leaving these shores and going to live Down Under. Indeed, had there not been some kind of appalling cock-up with parts of our visa application we hoped to already be there by now, but that's a whinge for elsewhere. So trannying in Australia is going to be a reality for me, I hope. Although I think I'll stop short at a thong-dress.
Now, whilst we will be aiming to live near Sydney, one of the things we hope to do when we get over there (When? If?) is to take a holiday and drive around the Northern Territories. Darwin to Alice Springs is our main plan. In a great big camper-van.
I have been forbidden - FORBIDDEN, I tell you - to ride on the roof of the van with a huge scarf trailing out behind me.
Pah!
6 comments:
But what about climbing Ayers en-femme?
"That's all we need; A cock in a frock on a rock!"
Great film. (and popular with non-trannies too!)
As I understand it climbing Uluru is generally not considered a Good Thing, for various Aboriginal cultural reasons. It's a bit of a 'Look, Don't Touch' place now, I think. So doing it in a frock may be pushing things a bit far.
Pity; it had crossed my mind.
Still, we've got to get there yet ...
I hope when/if you go to Oz you'll keep in touch with us all via Angels, and send us plenty of flickr pics Rachel.
Hugs,
Sophie.
Now you've done it Rachel! I've got 'Finally' by Ce Ce Peniston rattling around my empty head :-?
I can shift the song from your head Penny, but you won't like it...
Ping pong balls!
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