Sunday 22nd September 2024.
Today i covered my Sissy self up,pulled on small boy clothes to cover my busted bra and wrinkled stockings, pulled on my wool hat to amble amongst the cobbled streets of this once proud three village urban district council district.
Today on this Autumn Equinox, weathered droplets of rain fell, for short while i pulled off my wool hat and let the droplets of rain splash across myself bringing back some old memories of lost time in youth when walking in the rain was something to splash about in laughter and giggles.
My purpose..was to visit an old work friends invite whom is mad about the F1 racing....season, today was the race in Singapore...the City i was born in...i was going to sit watch like a pilgrim going home thinking i have walked that street, have a few English beer cans, eat naughty food in pork pies and sausage rolls...and try to make head and tail of F1 racing....62 laps...wow and gosh...think on being a sissy which is never away from my mind and not the envy of being a racing driver....i chuckled at my two companions as each time a Fem came on screen to talk F1 racing there was always that...." yur would you "...." Ooooo gosh I'd have her " as a Sissy i simply smiled....F1 racing is not for me seems simply money and techno, but sometimes you have to sit with old friends and gossip within ones self, as this modern commercial world almost eats us in England..for you cannot but go a few yards without an advert placard busting your guts with buy me, use me, eat me, as if we were children...
I am glad i went, will go again next years season and try and remember to take some bread for the ducks along the canal on the walk home rather than plonk them with Pork pies....
To All Whom Pass This Way Love And Peace Take Care So Goeth...XX
Today on this Autumn Equinox, weathered droplets of rain fell, for short while i pulled off my wool hat and let the droplets of rain splash across myself bringing back some old memories of lost time in youth when walking in the rain was something to splash about in laughter and giggles.
My purpose..was to visit an old work friends invite whom is mad about the F1 racing....season, today was the race in Singapore...the City i was born in...i was going to sit watch like a pilgrim going home thinking i have walked that street, have a few English beer cans, eat naughty food in pork pies and sausage rolls...and try to make head and tail of F1 racing....62 laps...wow and gosh...think on being a sissy which is never away from my mind and not the envy of being a racing driver....i chuckled at my two companions as each time a Fem came on screen to talk F1 racing there was always that...." yur would you "...." Ooooo gosh I'd have her " as a Sissy i simply smiled....F1 racing is not for me seems simply money and techno, but sometimes you have to sit with old friends and gossip within ones self, as this modern commercial world almost eats us in England..for you cannot but go a few yards without an advert placard busting your guts with buy me, use me, eat me, as if we were children...
I am glad i went, will go again next years season and try and remember to take some bread for the ducks along the canal on the walk home rather than plonk them with Pork pies....
To All Whom Pass This Way Love And Peace Take Care So Goeth...XX