Being an anxious bisexual crossdresser in a small - socially non progressive - town
(Note - if you are here to read about any sexy/crossdressing stuff, this comes later in blog sections - just be patient and read on until I get to it. Scrolling is much easier when you have one hand on the keyboard and another on the mouse!!)
It's funny, it seems that no matter when I get involved in discussions with other Scottish people about their home towns/places where they live, as soon as I reply "Methil" to their question of "so where do you live?", there is always at least one or two people who grimace or laugh and say "oohhh Methil, that place is a shithole" or a variation of said insults, occasionally interspersed with faux concern with musings such as "how do you survive in such a dump?". It doesn't help that the still famous song of Letter From America from the Proclaimers also has the line "Methil no more", which most Scottish people my age have heard, again adding to Methil's detriment in social standing.
The truth is Methil is a dump, I'm not ashamed to say it, th
