" Suzanne takes you down..to her place by the river "...God Bless the Fem Uni-Student in my youth whom introduced me to Leonard Cohen ( Read more... )

How soon Fridays appear over the horizon...no sooner have i pulled on my bra and panties on Monday thinking oh a new week ahead than the dust of Friday is whispering in my ear ( Read more... )

Today 57 years ago...on this day in 1967..at 7am..the BBC admitted that there was such a thing as Pop Music..Tony Blackburn opened up the day with the band, The Move singing " Flowers In The Rain "...on the new wireless station Radio One....at ten years old i was probably not aware of the day...i probably let myself out of the Kitchen door and ( Read more... )

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 ( Read more... )

Once more time is slipping through my fingers..the battle within my feminity between the Slut and the old Panto Dame on who,when, the pressing of keys across this machine is once more lost in a chocolate roll they bash each other with. What is left of the small boy within should give them a hard slap then runaway ( Read more... )

Once more Thursday rushes up to me blows me a kiss, whispers still married to the paint brush...i give a heavy sigh and blow a kiss back then giggle, knowing i do not have to answer such.and will next Thursday also blow me a Kiss Gets a heavy sigh ( Read more... )

I have stepped into September,hoping for one of those sun kissed months the word September can be...in a tiny corner of my mind the thinking is not so, sometimes i wish the BBC weather app was not on my phone...think i would rather have an app full of panties.. so Humpty-Dumpty has the summer seemed this year ( Read more... )

I don't think there are many days as i trawl through the internet..when i do not pause at a picture of Marilyn Monroe in bright red lipstick. Even after all these years i always think gosh, wondering if i was a real female would i have loved to have such looks...for myself. Or would i wish to look like some of those wonder fems on the internet who' ( Read more... )

I am slowly making my way to as near the word normal within my Transvestite self....being in close company for the last 21 days i have had to hide some of the Sissy within me, Sissy was almost screaming on the last day so good to once more pull on hold up stockings and have a touch of a very light pink lipstick when i went out to town...and yes i ( Read more... )

I have arrived home i have survived 21 days away from this here machine, i have trod the cobbled streets of Cambridge England...Paris, Lyon, France...in temps roaming around 60F to 100F...in youth i would have thought Wow Gosh ( Read more... )