This new reader was badly misled by me on G+. There I maintain an outwardly female presence with little indication that I am not. We got to talking and they offered help and advice regarding the situation with Tilly, naturally I gender-flipped, and that wasn't right. I ought to have said something sooner.
That is not the point of this post.
|A bit like this I guess. She was ready for a new relationship and I looked like an interesting option compared to the guy|
she was sorta kinda not dating at the time.
|This is an attempted selfie in winter before I met Tilly.|
It was taken on a lonely walk in the snow. It was snowing,
no way was I not walking in it.
Yes, that is a genuine Russian police hat from the 1980s USSR
and yes, I bought it in Russia.
|A scene from that holiday.|
|The hotel room we stayed that night. I took this whilst she|
was having a shower. The roses, she loves roses, were
intended as a surprise. I got them in yellow deliberately
(she preferred pink) to represent us joining (yellow is me).
|The bedroom into which she moved. We changed the bed|
direction to accommodate her wardrobe.
I'm not sure what I'm hoping to achieve with this post, but here it is.
|A view from some wasteground near where I lived. Taken|
just after Tilly moved in and was out at work.