What to wear, what to wear?

Hi,  A long time ago, on a computer somewhere far, far, away I signed up to a retailer’s feedback forum. Surveys and questions come and go with fairly long gaps – not that I mind, I’d rather have something interesting, than noise – and one popped up recently that piqued my interest. Oh, and not to be Mistress of the Obvious, clearly it’s a retailer for women’s clothes. 😉 If you’d like to play along at home, here’s the questions to cut & paste later on: What would you like to feel when you’re getting dressed to go out? Does getting dressed form a key part of the night? Are there any pressures when dressing up? What do you do […]

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Fighting the Good Fight

Hi, There’s a phrase to stir the imagination: fighting the good fight. Can a fight ever be good? Well, I suppose protecting someone perhaps. Maybe also a gang of mink escaping to give their captor a brief nip, or a lady of advancing years firmly and proudly belting a young mugger firmly in the happy sacks. Perhaps they could fall into said category. Of late I’ve been having some issues in the nose/lung department. Nothing serious, just a case of the miles on the clock adding up, and my snoring – yes, how delicate and oh-so-femme (warning: that was meant ironically 🙂 ), is not great. To allow the Ever Lovely Mrs J to get a good night’s kip, I […]

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Back in the zone

Hi, It is with appropriate cheerfulness that I can report I had a thoroughly good night out at Chams. I think it’s important for the mood to be just so, because otherwise, I feel there’s a risk of a visit to SmugTown, and no-one likes those folk 😉 If I compare last night out to the first meeting of the year, things were all very different. To start with, I made the effort to pack in advance, set off home so I could get a good shave, and we had lots of interest from new visitors. Indeed I think there were about four people who said they’d pop along, although one sadly couldn’t make it. So it goes! You do what […]

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Razor burn

Hi, I was going to write about the Gilette video campaign, but I’ve still got mixed feelings about the whole thing. Actually, it seems like I am going to write about it. I’ll save the other idea for another day. So, for those of who you missed it, Gilette released a video – see their YouTube channel – in which they call out the behaviour of certain men and talk about how we could be better. I am behind this. I do think some of us can do better. Hell, I will go as far to say that I know I can. There are times when I’ve said a rude joke and made a female friend uncomfortable. I apologised to […]

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Maybe I’m vintage

Hi, A handful of metres behind me, just behind the unlocked white gloss door of a built-in cupboard, is a large grey bag. It’s packed, not quite to bursting, and it rests out of everyone’s sight, except in my imagination. They are, of course, my other clothes. The items I wear when I need to express another side of me, or, perhaps more accurately, all of me. It contains what I was going to wear last night, except I was just too tired. Too tired to go through the routine of a close shave, a trim of my eyebrows, and removing what little chest hair I have. I appreciate that with two nights out a month, this routine is considerably lighter […]

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Luck and help

Hi, My two week holiday is almost at an end, but it’s been great. A mix of late mornings, walks out with the Jones Posse, a spot of lunch, some gaming, a few films, and so on. But, more than anything, I think it’s been the lack of a need to rush anywhere. Okay, we do need to be up before noon and yes, mealtimes have some semblance of accuracy, but I’m not finding us – or me – sprinting between Task 1 to X and rarely taking the time to enjoy things. Take today, for example, Little Miss was invited to a birthday party for a school friend, while the Ever Lovely Mrs J and Wee Man nipped out […]

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