October 06 was a great event; schools out and trannie camp descends on Somerset once again, everyone appeared to enjoy themselves. Despite flood warnings high winds and torrential rain, it was fun, fun, fun all the way. 

The highlight of the week just had to be the show. This is where members of the gender community get together and perform acts on stage.

Lead by Sara (our own personal Cher act) who did a superb job for a first time compere, dressed in a natty ring mistress outfit she looked as stunning as ever.	Kelly was seen around with her famous clipboard rustling up those who wanted to take part in the sports and the trophies were presented on the last night.

As for the band ? Wow, what a treat! Those who have heard Kirsty sing before will know she has a super style country and western sounding voice and a great ?Donavan? singer too. For four people to get together and form a band in a few days is a miracle and boy they were just that. 

Roxy on drums, the sexiest drummer you will ever see (apologies to Mrs Roxy, smile), Bridget on rhythm guitar, Dizzy who sings and plays a mean bass guitar and Elaine on semi-acoustic guitar. Kirsty left the stage and another member walked on and the Rolling Stones numbers took 40 years off me in an instant.

Julie sang ?Woman in love? and that came across wonderfully. Fay did a smoochie ?Sway?, a great favourite of mine.

Naughty Nicola did her raunchy impression of Tina Turner; she is such a bad girl. Look, she can?t leave the boys alone.

I do believe the coach trip was on the steam rail way and ended up at the cider farm, I haven?t heard to much about this yet ,but I am sure an enjoyable day was organised by Rita.

Oooohh! Elvis came to sing, what a hunk, Unfortunately I did not get a photo, but one may turn up from one of the girls who attended the camp, when some saucy tart threw her knickers at him, he lost it for a moment and went in to fit of giggles, but in true Elvis style dutifully wiped his brow with them. A good sport no doubt.

And of course there was the gangster and moll?s night.

The cartoon look-a-like hosted by Pauline was such fun! Sylvia came in first as Princess Pocahontas, Marline as Officer Dibble came second and in third place was Jane as Catwoman.

We were graced with the presence of Minnie Mouse, Cinderella and a Barbie doll to name but a few (Can I play with the Barbie doll?).

We also held a schoolgirl night.

Ideas are always welcomed for future events. You can email either me or Kelly. 

TRADE STANDS

Jan and I would like to thank those who supported our trade stalls.

Any one who has photos to fill the missing gaps please do send me a copy, also the names of those whom I have forgotten. 

Any photos from previous dos are welcome. I would like to start a gallery of all the Miss St. Audries Bay winners, If you were a winner please send me a picture and the event on which you won the pageant. I have a few photos but not certain of the year.

If you wish to write a piece for this page please email it to Stacy@transliving.co.uk

Many thanks.

Best wishes, Stacy Novak, Transliving International

Looking forward to meeting new girls next time and of the course the usual crowd.

I would like to thank Sophie for supplying me with various photographs.

Last Day of My Holiday Last night, in the club, trying to have a good time, Tomorrow I’ll have to say goodbye to friends of mine. To the bungalow, Got things to do, I had to go back, The worst thing to do, I’ve got to pack. The happiness within me is drifting away, Up in the morning, we leave, it’s the last day. Load the car, my skirts, coats, and my case, Over to the club, got to put on a brave face. Some girls were there, some were geezers, Bloody hell, did I pack my tweezers. It was subdued; I think we were all a bit down, Tried to laugh, and joke, and not frown. Said goodbye to Mick, and some of the girls, My sister Anita, being herself, and doing twirls. Had breakfast, and approaching the hard bit, Got to say goodbye, ain’t life full of s***. Gave Barbara a hug, and a kiss, I was sighing, Gave Anita a hug, to stop myself crying. Trying not to let my emotions show, I’m a man, got to be all macho. In the car, my twin Tina and I were away, It was quiet, we had nothing to say. With Tina driving, I had no fears, I sat there, trying to hold back the tears. We got home safe; I was a bit stressed, Didn’t want my neighbor’s to see me dressed. Got things ready, out of the car I fled, Fumbled with the keys, and dashed into my shed. Spent the rest of the time, with my twin sister Tina, Had a Chinese meal, not too much, I have to get leaner. We sat, and talked, and chatted away, Bed early, Tina is going home the next day. The time came, and went, and passed. I wish that week would last, and last, and last. Maybe I’m not much of a man, but just a girl, Saying goodbye to Tina, I felt my emotions unfurl. Tina’s gone; I waved to her as she went past, I can show my emotions now, I’m alone at last. I can’t be macho no matter how I try, I just sat there, and had a bloody good cry.

Nicola Leanne