So here I had it in my hand, an experts opinion on my personality, my place in society and my ability to assimilate as a woman. I opened it expecting to read a long technical report full of psychiatricspeak.
The report was actually quite brief and matter of fact which I guess is entirely appropriate, but the arrogant fool in me was disappointed that my life can be distilled into one side of A4. The report contained the following points
- I am apparently prospering in my work for the Trade Union
- My debts are not increasing
- My weight is decreasing
- I need to get down to 15 stone and 37'' waist!!
- My only persisting difficulty is my dysconjugate gaze (wonky right eye) which he proposed the radical solution of glasses or a contact lens!
Such insight could only be gained from years of study and research. Joking aside, they seem happy enough with my progress, which I guess makes the long trips to London wort it.