May Bank Holiday edition

It's a May Bank Holiday next Monday and I have things to be doing not least a few things for the local community which at least keep me fitter than if I didn't  even if the weather as ever is all over the place as it was on Monday with strong winds and all that.

Charming considering this coming weekend people in part of the North-west Midlands are out celebrating over1000 years of the history of Staffordshire which in its original form is the home two large urban conurbations at its far ends and was ranked as the fifth most populous County in England.

From Flash to Enville and from Gnosall (but sadly have they have no Gnu's) to Uttoxeter it is a country rich in contrasts, countryside and industrial heritage.

 In Lichfield, the county has a most wonderful cathedral.

Naturally we are moving into Summer now so out comes our games kit as we get new clothes  ready for the great outdoor season to get a bit of a tan and let our skin get fresh air around it after hibernating although some parts of me easily get a tan....

The Old-New show...

Looks can play a major part in how you see yourself which also feed into mental well being as we grow up.

This week I found an old school photograph which would of been when I was thirteen and a bit taken with just a hint of the then popular diffusion with a soft wide apertured background that's noticeable for the short bob girlish style hair and baby pink v neck sweater with tie which clearly showed how I saw thinks back then, uniform style but not rigidly stereotypical.

Back then in ATV land Tiswas ruled saturday morning children's tv.
 

Back then the gender divide was of almost Berlin Wall proportions not least in school so you might make your own arrangements for getting "in" with things the other sex alone officially were supposed to do be them sports, games you play or comics you'd rather read although because most of my sports were disability sports at least they were co-ed unlike most.

Even if you were lucky to acquire the comics or figure you wanted, chances are many may of gone by now so I was pleased to get this compilation of classic girls  annuals of the 1970's - the sort of thing some of us read - with stories we remember presented as annual.

Although this came out in 2014, I'd been looking for a copy for ages when I found a store with a copy in and got it.

Given the heavy rain of late, it's just the thing to cheer me up.

Spring clean 2024

 

After a few booting up issues were are here and apart from getting drenched and blown away as that tornado was but a few miles away what else has been gong on in these parts?

A couple of rather good but super expensive records arrived that game out a few years ago when my attention was rather more on compact discs that sounded absolutely amazing and one record that was very much a part of my growing up.

I have been at work doing a bit of a spring clean to this blog, not a rebranding as in the last few years not only have things been a bit difficult for me personally but also the direction of this blog has started to change and I also felt some topics had rather overstayed their welcome.

You do need some light and shade within a blog and I prefer more broader magazine format blogging that was a staple of the early years so I've tided things up a bit, removed teh odd typo and that.

Now for a milk shake!

Top shelf edition! (Very SFW!)

Been a bit busy this week tidying a few things up, sorting  somethings I don't really use but are in great shape for charity and dusting -atchoo! - the top shelf in my room.

 Well when doing that I found something I hadn't mentioned before on here that is I just loved Sesame Street for the characters and especially the message it put over in what could be  very selfish and commercial set of values found elsewhere. 

That was a plushie my parents bought me some years ago.

Other interesting things include in a totally unplanned conversation with the legendary Grump hearing him give acceptance to those of us who are adult littles who love dressing and "playing" or otherwise re-enacting more the age we feel whither it's a school based thing or more the life outside of you enjoy from that time.

That was pretty much what I had been up to this weekend at the Easter party, enjoying the Egg Hunt.

The only thing that matters is in being our authentic selves we deal with, to the best of our abilities, those most essential adult responsibilities we have.

 

A lecture for Lying

 

Inspired a smidgen around continuing stories that come under the heading of Current Affairs about the number of Grown Ups, often in responsible positions in our national and international lives who are forever being caught out having said one thing to had done something else or even denying in the House of Commons what there is verbatim notes or mobile phone footage of.

They often come over with that squirming um erm little boy look as if they're trying to tell Mummy that it wasn't really that until her next line shows actually she knows more about this that she previously let on and now she's caught you out big time.

They can be politicians of any and all complexions, people in commerce, law (the number professionally I've worked with whose thought usually was "how can I get out of that?" rather than accepting what they did was wrong), religion and anywhere where there's power and influence.

Perhaps some adult DO need a memorable reminder of why lying is wrong?

Easter happenings

It's the Wednesday before Good Friday and just what the heck is going on here?

Golly gosh Rory had gotten hold of my Egg  on Monday and wasn't for handing over so I fight him paw by paw to get it back. He can go get his own!

I prefer Thornton's chocolate to Cadbury's and this egg had nine individual chocolates with it too in separate box.

 
By Thursday this was the last egg remaining to nom having gotten my paws so sticky that in the past Mommy had to wipe them with a dishcloth otherwise I'd of  gotten caked in it and so would the door handles.

It's easy enough for me to get in trouble for leaving chocolate stains in the throw over covers on our furniture given everything goes flying when it's in my paws!

On Monday I listened to the final day of the top 200 songs as voted by Boom Radio listeners concluding what had been a good few days sat remembering some, the memories associated with them including songs I hadn't heard in ages.

The top song was A Whiter Shade of Pale performed by the Procol Harum from which the Nice and Emerson, Lake and Palmer the prog rock group were formed.

I grew up at an early age listening to the Hair soundtrack with words we never used at school!

Issues in dressing Little

Sometimes it seems I'm really outside the ideas of our little group when beyond replica school type attire it comes to dressing more as a younger girl which is really rather more where I feel from the inside.

It's almost as if everything we had been through in the seventies and eighties never mind the nineties just never happened as girls slacks and jeans are frowned up for not being "girlie" despite being for girls and probably more suited for some sorts of activities.

You really can't argue this top and shorts set is feminine - you'd never get a boy in them in a million years - and yet this and it's more grown up ladies floral shorts or culottes are frowned upon but if I was doing handstands isn't it a better idea 

There's really nothing wrong at all with dresses and I do like pastel colours for good measure but just what is so wrong with having a variety of outfits in your wardrobe and to wear when we're together depending on just how you feel?

Actual girls today do and the last thing I heard was they're still very much girls so just what is the problem???