Alcohol. Pretty much the cause of every one of my more entertaining tales over the last, well, to be honest, thirty-nine years. Yeah, we start drinking early in Bristol; I actually quit drinking cider when I was fifteen after literally crawling half a mile home after ten too many Woodpecker ciders (or was it Diamond… Continue reading [Fashion] Oh, do stop wine-ing, dear…..
Given the state of the world right now I thought it was time to have some fun rather than the usual goth-like philosophical ramblings of a 51 year old gender confused idiot. And given I’ve done two sessions in pretty quick succession and, for the most part, kept all the juicy pictures to myself, I… Continue reading [Fashion] The Emasculation Proclamation
I know, I know, I’ve been lax in writing stuff. In my defence this whole cosy-apocalypse pandemic has been, well, on, under, in and pressing down on my mind lately. Also I managed to sneak in not one but two flying visits to Boys Will Be Girls in the last three weeks, partly because I… Continue reading [Philosophy] Femininity 1, Masculinity 0…
“In tonight’s episode, Queenie manages to burn the bread and has to make some more for husband Lionel, all while bustling the chaotic children off to school, being an agony aunt for her permanently love-lorn sister Cherrie and planning Lionel’s secret birthday party. Only on NBC” Ahh, fantasy. The only place right now that doesn’t… Continue reading [Philosophy] Retro-Queenie; now in glorious Technicolor (C)
So, the lockdown was tough. Yeah, I know it could have been much, much worse, but it was very much mentally difficult for me for a number of reasons. And the reason that caused the most problems? I had way too much time to *think*. It sounds odd but my job has me, or rather… Continue reading [Frock Tales] ‘A Tale of Two Pretties’
So, rather than have a gush and write a long blog post on my long awaited return to the skirts of Sarah I thought I’d write a set of little frock tales and enthuse about each of the outfits in turn. Luckily I have a gorgeous one to start with that pretty much blew my… Continue reading [Frock Tales] Being Lucille Ball….
Bet you thought I’d gone, right? Well, you’d be partially correct. Everyone has been putting on a brave face around the Covid stuff but for me it’s been personally very hard. See, as you might have guessed from the content of this blog, I’m not quite the average Joe. I have a number of entertaining… Continue reading [Philosophy] Abnormal Service is, well, kinda resumed
Holy crap on the proverbial cracker, this isolation stuff is getting ridiculously hard. Partly because we have key members of the government, or at least their ‘aides’ (for aide see ‘Grima Wormtongue for details), flagrantly ignoring the restrictions because obviously they know better/are better/delete as appropriate. But mostly because it just seems to be stress… Continue reading [Philosophy] Therapy? Smerapy.
If it wasn’t incredibly sexist I’d be describing my mindset under the lockdown as ‘completely off my tits’ right now. I thought I was handling it OK but turns out not really; every day is the same, wake up and for those too short seconds not remember about the situation. Then I remember and it… Continue reading [Fashion] Strike a Prose…
Week seven of lockdown and I thought the best way to counter the rapidly growing feeling of wall-climbing and anti-agoraphobia would be to revisit and talk about Sarah’s forays into, ta-dah, the Real World (C). I know I’ve talked about it a lot in various blog-posts but given I’ve been sat on my bed for… Continue reading [Fun] The Grea-T Outdoors