Finally! An excuse to get onto drag.

The delightful Stuart Sharpe (of Sharpe's Opinion and House of Comments) helped me to decide to make this the year of doing things.  By which of course I mean that I nicked his idea.

Anyway, the day I copied him decided I saw a huge sign outside Nightingale House Hospice in Wrexham.  But first a little about the hospice:

Nightingale House provides specialist palliative care services, completely free-of-charge, to patients and their families across a wide area stretching from Wrexham, Flintshire and East Denbighshire to Barmouth and the border towns including Oswestry and Whitchurch.

Obviously these services are improved by getting men to dress as women and walk through town on a busy day.

This year it will cost £2.55 million to run the Hospice - this equates to £7000 a day. Only 18% of this comes from statutory government sources. The Hospice relies on the generosity of the communities it serves.

Well, OK, it's sponsored to help to raise some of the vast sums they need to continue their amazing work.  So I thought I'd take the opportunity to legitimately wear a dress and join in. If you are in Wrexham on 21st March come along and have a laugh.  But sponsor me first Dammit!


My shoes arrived today:

So now I just need to sort out the dress etc.  Tracey is already planning my makeup.


Did I mention that you can sponsor me through JustGiving or in person?


I might just need to practice a little before attempting three miles in the evil sexy things.


So, next post on the subject should be announcing the dress!