Ow that feels sore

The morning had promised well trying to sort out some stuff on blogger which as you may realize I had been with for what seems like an eternity as I had this rather unexpected note through to say I'd actually had something sexual on my account, that they'd removed it and they may be consequences if I do it again.

It's kind of a odd cos I don't post anything that most people would see as such but they never tell what exactly it was so you might at least learn from it, like if you'd of said it was this post followed by title I might think "Hmm I remember that image. Best not post anything like that again" .

Still the best response involved a cane as it might at least get me to think twice about posting anything that might just be seen as such (or come under some other heading they don't care for).

That means apart from a stinging bum that'll remind me, I'll need to be a bit more cautious about anything on here not least images least they cut my entire google account off.

Powerlessness

War as most of us know is seldom glorious but the bombing of entire residential areas, schools and even hospitals in Ukraine really takes the cake leaving some of us really sad.

Even sadder was yesterdays shelling of a children's hospital and yes a maternity hospital with pregnant women and hours old babies.

Miss Kitty has a message to those who would support such an atrocity

I am sickened by it.

The role of uniform within being Little

While trying to control an urge to have Mr Putin severely caned for events in Ukraine I am continuing to gradually recover from this prolonged period of ill health while monitoring things like my blogs.

An interesting thought was left regarding the suitability of school uniform when it comes to spanking littles was amongst one I saw recently and if you think about the wider topic of what as littles we wear what does actually come into it?

Clearly there is some which is which is more around play where practicality might come in such as leggings, skorts or shorts in just playing around on the floor pushing objects or say making legos or perhaps a spot of planting things in pots.

Then there's more party time which is more about showing off your looks whither it is a pretty colourful top and trousers or a dress which may be a in country influenced print or something very much frilly.

And then we come down to uniform which does seem to be popular.

Perhaps a part of that might be by wearing it more than any of the others were are not just casting off any adult looks but openly embracing a whole acceptance of doing what "the grown ups" have told us.

We're happy to in that sense submit to it because of what we get from when they are in control which is to let our littles most child-like side free knowing they will pick up the slack and be that grown up as "teacher", principal or parent stepping in.

That to me is a compelling reason for littles to be in uniform and in that context for some many resumption of uniform goes with spanking whatever may be agreed between all involved because to be a little implies we need discipline that is provided and that from that we need and deserve punishments that are very much juvenile in spirit.

The traditional uniform affords the easy access for the delivery of a firm hard spanking to be delivered with little we can do other than show our contriteness as we learn from our mistakes.

Weird Wintertime

Sometimes the seasons seem well a bit weird to me  having spent part of last week and the start of  this with strong gales that blow rather a lot like next doors fence into the garden  and left the curb side here covered in debris.
Yesterday I even went out wrapped up well walking in the rain in a duffle coat getting very excited!

 Then, that being said having had only on Tuesday some stuff, would you of expected to see the Catkins out? Well when I was out walking late last week as I find it good for my mental health as well as physical fitness I did spot them on our subsiding public meadow that had trees planted on to help stabilize things as everything was starting to fall in a hole.

Think Pink!

Sometimes  you come back with things you didn't expect when you see people.

Unfortunately seeing people wasn't possible this year with being very poorly although up to the last minute when I realized a firm decision was needed I had everything arranged and had spent a small fortune on things  to share with others.

Way back in late June a few years back I did get a dark blue gingham school summer dress that I quite liked not least for how Junior it made me feel, which as far as I'm concerned is quite a good  thing and I had been thinking about something in a more classic pink.

Having a few things come Sunday reminded this one with two pleats at the front I like - I'm big on pleats - that caught my eye from a friend which having put it against me, seemed to be just perfect so I paid her for it in notes of the Bank of Purrland.

Being around and stuff

 This last fortnight or near enough three weeks has been really rather a challenge with having one of the worst migraines I have ever had to which I've only really recovered in the last day, some unexplained tiny spots that felt like a cut and some rather poor and utterly misread conversations that may take a while to fade out of my memory.

To my mind if you ask a simple question let's say "What's this all about" then for me the reply would be fairly short "I was just thinking about x" rather than a lengthy explanation that would get close to a rewrite of the entire thing because you may well not want such a reply.

If you did, then you'd show in your reply you'd want the whole thing clarifying.

If you use expressions introduced to you in the context of the subject matter by that person then you would not expect them to be near enough foaming at the mouth ranting on about associations that clearly were not hinted at never mind mentioned.

You also would not expected to be told just mentioning certain attire however briefly that if you had "any" consideration for them you'd not mention it in their presence nor indeed they would want to see you in it. Ever.

This is especially as they that had never said anything about anything connecting unpleasant experiences when they did to you that had you of known you would of not just understood but avoided as much as from where I'm standing from I don't see some of my issues with bullies in white pereline socks from the past to be ever an issue with anyone new today if that was their thing.

The person who bullied or otherwise made your life a misery was  an *** on the inside and frankly the wrapper made no difference, that was just their nature sadly.

Bullying wherever it may come from be it sexism, sexuality, race, gender identity or disabilities is just plain wrong as is denying opportunities due to bias but we do ourselves no favour if we allow that to affect how we treat others.

Chilling little style IV

 The evolving notion of uniform here has had some makeovers since the start of Covid.

 A new grey traditional pinafore of high quality with length adjusted to look more upper junior than "young lady" at a school for older girls was got as some of the regular ones didn't quite fit right  and I was conscious of it.

 

Underwear was changed to maroon gym knickers and the odd white pair in comfortable cuts.

 

While no good for "stealth" dressing some traditional pereline white socks were bought for get togethers aided by having actual children's sized feet so at least while there I am more like a younger schoolgirl.