Back again

Well off we set bound for the V&A again. That place is sooo huge, we keep finding things we have not seen and still haven't gone further than the second floor! Hardly a flicker of recognition today, yes we got 'spotted' a few times but hardly at all. Mind you us taking a shortcut through the cafeteria got us spotted all right. Not so much a walk though more a case of stand back flouncing tranny sweeping through. Of course there was the two white van men on our way home but then again I did lock eye contact with the idiot passenger.



I suppose it is because we are all different but I just don't need this community thing. You know only going to places and mixing with people with the same interests or ways of life. Of course there are circumstances and activities which require this but not to exclusion of all else. I just don't get it, its a big, big world out there so why restrict yourself? Since going out in my other persona I now feel I really am a bit turned off by t-girl only events. Even fetish events are becoming all the same. If you want to get accepted then you have to advertise yourself, put in an appearance, otherwise no one will know you exist. The more you get seen the more you become.... everyday and more or less ignored, just another face in the crowd. Or is it that secretly what you want, to be pointed at, laughed at and ridiculed? Some do, I know they do, they just love to be part of an oppressed minority and they wear their badge with great pride.

Fleeting glimpses

Well I made it. The V&A with camera. Miles of traipsing around finding new things here and there and only two floors partially completed !

Wonders will never cease

A family outing. Yes the clan meets, well it was mothers day and with three mothers in the family it had to be done. We meet up at a local hostelry with due trepidation, well it was a Harvester (shudder). The most remarkable thing was with nine members of the family gathered together we managed an evening without an argument !! My dears this is a remarkable achievement as any one who has endured a Christmas with us will testify!

Monday see me attempting to visit the V&A. I leave home at about 9 and lo there is a bus. I board the same and off we go, for a while. Traffic causes us to halt and we creep along for about half a mile before a full stop and the driver announces in two stops the bus will turn round. Blast. Off I get and decide that this is a total waste of my time. It is bloody freezing, blowing a gale and it is snowing so I cross the road and catch a bus home and warmth.

Sometimes

Sometimes I wonder how I do it. All this gadding about here there and everywhere at my age. Brent Cross today, all the best shops. L.K. Bennett, Karen Millen, Hobbs, Reiss, Fenwicks, John Lewis. Everyone is so nice to us, conversations, hello's goodbyes, its wonderful. I even get asked if I want to help Stephanie when she tries on a frock in Monsoon, most unexpected. Oh we could have spent an absolute fortune. Beautiful frocks begging us to buy them, shoes to die for. The total delight of course had to be THE most beautiful assistant in MAC. There are pretty girls, lovely girls and there are the rare ones that the only response can be a sharp intake of breath.

Sisters, sisters......

Well it was off to the dear old V&A again today, with a plan. Yes no more meandering aimlessly.

Aaaanyway we left home and bussed it up to Selfridges, popped into M&S for a totally scrumptious chicken BLT and coffee then caught the bus over to the V&A.
This time we limit ourselves to the ground floor. Chinese and Japanese, Medieval and Renaissance and the cast court. At least we looked at exhibits properly, unlike last time which was more of a whirlwind tour.
My goodness we get some looks but nothing can compare to the Italian woman who gave us a smile that lit up the room and totally lovely museum worker that insisted she took our picture.



An altogether thoroughly enjoyable day.

Action

Well the sun came out today ! Filled with the joys of spring I actually ventured into the garden and did a little light gardening no less. Nothing too strenuous of course.

Like a lamb to the LAM

So off we trot to the London Alternative Market (LAM) today to meet up with Natacha and Penny. I wasn't too sure about the outfit but going by my reception I made the right choice :-)

It is a shame that these types of events appear to be on the wane. Less and less vendors chasing less and less customers, of course it might be a sign of the times but somehow I don't think so. Still it was nice to catch up with friends.

Yesterday sees us paying a birthday visit to Dolenta, a lovely afternoon drinking Cava and eating chocolate cake and Japanese chocolates, white with a freeze dried strawberry inside.... YUM and much sillyness winding up with the four of us inviting ourselves to another friend for dinner Friday. It seems PFK and Hannah have booked for Berlin and the German Fetish Ball so on our return home we book ourselves into the same hotel.