Xmas 2007

It wouldn't be a Christmas for me without my annuals so here's this years set for endless fun for me reading and doing the competitions in while the groan ups talk about stuff that really doesn't interest me.

And here's the other, The Dandy's that my Gran used to buy me copies of the regular comic of as a kid.

Desperate Dan is sat by his fire on the range singing folk songs with his horse.

 Because of my learning disabilities I find it hard to keep track of what I meant to do on days, when peoples birthdays are and so on so Mommy bought me this diary.

The one before Xmas

It may be coming up to Christmas as we start to sort out writing cards, organizing  presents and the when bit of visiting people such as my aunts but this time of year is one when much of my still a child side comes out and ups the tension between that and how adult people expect you to be except of course really on the inside I've just not grown up developmentally that spills over to my attitudes and behaviour issues.

I don't self regulate well.

I want to be given the sort of spankings that were common place when I was (officially) younger instead as at least then things were over with  and my behaviour was better in public as well as private.

Sibling Xmas

Just thinking a bit about past Christmas during the build up as I attempt to get my presents organized  as I suddenly remembered one present my brother had during my childhood.
I think most of us had dress up sets such as Cowboy and Indian sets, Nurses and so on but as ever he just had to go that bit better so had something a bit like this.

Well back then things were quite so realistic so we didn't have the backpack but it was white apart from the silver trim around the neck and the chin area of the helmet with a thick acrylic visor.
I think he wore for a good couple of years if my a patchy memory is anything to go by when he played in the house as think he fancied himself as an Astronaut, following the reports on space missions and space Sci-Fi series such as Space 1999, Blacks 7 and so on.

Thoughts best kept to yourself

You often felt like saying it but knew for well you'd only end with more of the same and to be honest is for MY OWN GOOD I am spanked.

Reminiscing of Christmas past

Although this picture is from the late ninteen-fifties, it does capture perfectly the very ideal of what a young girls Christmas was all about from the stack of presents by the tree I grew up with, the dress up costume which I always wanted and a a dolly you'd hug and carry around all day.