Do advertisements annoy you? I am referring to television advertisements. When I watch tv., yes I do watch tv., I find myself being very cynical of the advertisements and the way they are made. I am not in the least influenced by advertising and am certainly not influenced by the subtle ways they attempt to impose their ideas on me. It gets to a point whereby I will totally ignore them and go buy something else! I guess I am a rebel when it comes to advertising. I have to advertise myself in order to get work and my adverts make no claims but state the simple facts about my business, what the business is and what I do, no embellishments just a simple statement to let people know I am there. The thing is this, it works! I feel that advertising these days goes unecessarily too far.

Shirley Anne x



Temptation is something we have all faced at some point in our lives and still do I would think. Temptation may be a good thing or a bad thing depending on your outlook. Now I know the dangers of over-indulgence or put another way, gluttony, so I try not to overdo things. The temptation not to do however can overwhelm and I find I let myself down too often. Certain things I really do try to avoid especially in the area of food! I love chocolate but tend not to eat it unless I know my access is restricted. I don’t buy the stuff but sometimes it is offered by somebody so that helps me further to keep my intake very small indeed. Other areas of my life are treated in the same way but often I fail to resist the temptation. I don’t consider this a failure but I suppose it is. However if all things are done in moderation I feel there is no harm. Obviously there are things I would never do no matter how strong the temptation.

Shirley Anne x

Too Far…

I saw this article on my browser’s front page………….

A post-operative transsexual from Middlefield, Ohio, has been accused of exercising her frail husband to death so she could inherit his retirement benefits, in an attack caught on surveillance video.
Police said Chris Mason forced her husband James, who had heart disease, to do stressful activity in an indoor pool for more than two hours.
He collapsed, and a coroner’s report said he suffered a heart attack and died the next day after Chris Mason authorised his removal from life support.

What can I say?

Shirley Anne x


This poem ought to be for women as much as men don’t you think? Obviously some of the words would need changing but the sentiments remain the same. I think it is such a lovely poem and if we all could live by it’s sentiments we would do well………


IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
‘ Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling.

Shirley Anne x


catrun_e0I am one of those people who loves to travel and yet at the same time I am not bothered if I do or not. The only thing I dislike about travelling is the fatigue associated with it, especially if the journey is protracted. I like all forms of transport and I am not sure which I prefer. Obviously long journeys require the right sort of vehicle if time is important. I like to fly but I like train journeys too. Train journeys offer scenery and the opportunity to walk about if you feel the need. Sea travel as with air travel is fine but unless you’ve something to do there’s often not a lot to see and it can be very boring. I love driving but hate congestion and the habits of all the bad drivers out there. Everything depends on the reason for travel, some journeys being more urgent than others. Do we travel for pleasure or is it just the need to get from A to B? Is it the travelling or the destination that motivates us to journey?

Shirley Anne x

Live Long and Prosper

When I transitioned I was told by a friend that I’d just added about seven years to my life. I smiled and said, ‘I don’t understand’, to which he replied, ‘It’s the hormones, they will make you live longer’. Well he may be right as female hormones are reckoned to be able to slow down ageing and even reverse the effects (at least the visual effects) of ageing. I know I look much younger than my years and people who have known me for much of my life tell me the same thing. However there is another way too………..
It’s a well known fact that if you laugh a lot you’ll live longer than you might otherwise have done. I am talking about a good belly laugh now and then. I enjoy a good laugh myself and many things will start me off. I tend to see the funny side of things and sometimes I get carried away. I just love it. Where I come from, that is my birthplace, Liverpool UK, people there are regarded as having a special humour which is quick witted and often at the expense of the recipient, all in good fun I might add. We call it Scouse Humour.
So go on, have a good laugh and do it often. You might live longer and have fun doing it!

Shirley Anne x


The written word has been developed for communication over space and time. We can communicate with those close to us by direct means, talking but if we wish to communicate with someone afar we need some other means than just our voices alone. Initially of course this was achieved by writing. Now I don’t profess to hold a perfect command of my own language but I hope I can make myself understood sufficiently enough to allow the conveyance of my thoughts. Wow, did I just say that? There are many things to consider before pen is put to paper as it were not least of all the subject. We can spend time writing a letter so that we get it reasonably correct but when we speak we have to get it right first time else correct ourselves constantly. All this you already know of course but I wanted to tell you about somebody, who shall be nameless, who gets it wrong all of the time. This person is a television sports commentator and when I listen to his commentary it annoys me so much. You would think that being in such a high profile job would be enough to make sure he got it right. His basic commentary is good and informative but his syntax is often wrong. He puts the subject at the end of the sentence. For example he will describe a particular footballer’s capabilities and then say his name, like this: ‘He’s not a player who often misses shots on goal, Ronaldo’. Instead of: ‘Ronaldo is not a player who often misses shots on goal’. It might seem trivial but to me it is unforgivable for somebody, especially a journalist to make such elementary mistakes with the language. Rant over………….what do you think?

Shirley Anne x

How Far?

In previous posts (‘Something Different’ and ‘Needs and Wants’) I talked about ambition now I continue the theme with this question, ‘How far are you prepared to go to get what you want’? It may be a job, an object or even a person! At what point do you give in or are you the type of person who will perservere until that desire is met? We can say that some things are unreachable but are they really? I have friends who are transitioning transsexuals and they are fulfilling a lifetime desire to get their bodies changed in keeping with their gender identities. I know others who are working hard to better themselves in their chosen professions and are making the necessary sacrifices to achieve their goals. I know others who have taken the bull by the horns, started a business and are slowly making progress. They are all prepared to go that extra mile to obtain what they want in life. How far is too far when you want something?

Shirley Anne x

An end to ‘Dress down Fridays’…

See ‘Stockings and Stuff’ in ‘Girly Stuff’ links (Stockings HQ)……..

An end to “dress down Fridays”
(Edited from contributions to the Stockings HQ discussion forum)

– There was a report on the radio last night, which was followed by a call-in radio show, about a new study that just came out regarding workplace productivity.

It seems that “casual Friday” and “dress down attire” are dismal failures for employers. Studies have now shown that the productivity in the workplace declined by as much as 25% on the days when dress standards were relaxed. To be clear, they compared the same days of the week (pre- and post-policy change) to get accurate statistics.

The study also showed that employees were showing up later for work on the casual days than they were for the standard office business attire days.

Finally, the study also detailed that employees took the “relaxed” standards too far – showing up in t-shirts, sneakers and shorts.

The host of the call-in show was all for a return to “proper attire” (her words) and so were many callers. The host went on to criticise the way her children’s teachers were NOT dressing in a manner that commanded respect and she felt that influenced young minds.

The host lamented the days when woman wore attractive outfits “… including stockings (she knew the distinction! )”. She blamed the blurring of the genders on the all-black outfits worn by females and was critical of the bare leg look in the work place.

Maybe there will soon to be a return to better dress codes in the workplace.

One caller owned a beauty parlour and she does not allow her beauticians to wear sneakers, jeans, etc – they are to dress as women, as their clientele come to the establishment with the goal to leave looking beautiful.

The move is on!

– I must agree, mostly from my own experience, that I feel less productive on those days when I wear jeans and a sweater to work rather than a nice dress and heels.

I finally got sick of looking like a grub all the time, and frankly feeling embarrassed on the subway, with people looking at me like I was some permanent student or someone on the dole. I went back to dressing more appropriately. I feel better, I get more done.

I think it’s a step in the right direction. Will we ever see a return to the old days? Definitely not. No one is going to put up with the rigid and ridiculous dress codes of the ’40s and ’50s. Believe me, when I go home I like to put on comfy clothes to hang out. I am not about to start sorting laundry looking like June Cleaver!

However, there’s nothing wrong with dressing properly when leaving the house and having some self-respect.

– Here’s one for you. Last week I was in the ladies’ hosiery section of a dept store buying for a woman. The sales clerk, friendly enough if seemingly a little embarrassed to be serving me, a man, was dressed in scrubby blue jeans and a top. I couldn’t believe this was a floor clerk in a national dept store chain. And it wasn’t even Friday! And in the hosiery section no less. It made me wonder if she ever wore nylons and knew what she was talking about.

– Amen! I was at Nordstrom’s yesterday and was appalled to see a sales clerk (female) with those hip-hugging black pants and a short top where I could clearly see the small of her back (almost the crack of the moon too) along with one of those tattoos that resembles scroll work. Sadder still was another young sales clerk (also female) who was crouching to check stock in a low drawer and I got a glimpse of the waistband of her pantyhose! GASP!

We were just lamenting this topic (dress down and casual days in the workplace) and I for one, am looking forward to a return to dressing in more ‘business attire’.

First off, it does look better and I feel that people behave in a more professional manner. Also, I usually have my suits (god, I love Italian suits!) tailored, which makes anything look better. And finally, it reminds me as to when I’m packing a few too many calories! Subtle reinforcement!

I welcome the move back. . and if there are more stocking sightings. . so much the better!

– Somehow I feel that this problem goes deeper than a simple dress down policy. My employer does not have a dress down policy at all, yet female dress standards at my firm have declined dramatically in the last few years. For men, things remain very much unchanged, suit, collar and tie, but women seem to be able to get away with wearing just about anything. The reason is obvious – political correctness has left employers terrified to tell female employees what they should wear, lest they be accused of sexism. The result is that many females now feel that they have carte blanche to wear what the hell they want to work. You may not have liked the old days when women were not allowed to wear trousers to work, but in my view it did at least set very clear dress standards, something that is now sadly lacking.

– When I first met my wife in the late ’60s in Brisbane Australia, she would always wear (or carry) gloves as well as hosiery when going to work. Now you must realise that Brisbane is a sub-tropical city and at that time a very conservative one too and the very feminine dress code in the city was most delightful if a little impractical. (Believe me, holding a kid-skin gloved hand is one of my most treasured memories, does anyone else share this feeling?)

At that stage she had just changed over to the new fangled pantyhose which her sister had sent her from London with the advice that pantyhose are hottest item there! At that time she was grateful as the skirts were soaring to great heights, but she still liked stockings.

She has always dressed to the nines when going to work and even when she started a family and became a Mary Kaye cosmetics consultant to keep active for those years, the dress code for conducting her in-home demonstrations always included sheer hose. (That decree I believe, came from the parent company in the US.)

Back in full time work for the past 15 years has seen her get promotions on a regular basis, but nine months ago she started for the first time forgoing sheer hosiery at work and almost immediately noticed that she wasn’t getting the right sort of attention (as in getting the better assignments). She then took up a job in another department, and went back to dressing up and has found that in just a couple of months her prospects of promotion have greatly increased.

However, she went along with a dress down Friday (actually only held on the last Friday of the month), but said never again, because, as she put it, she lost the psychological advantage she had over the others in the department.

I’m all for it!
Shirley Anne x

Mobile or Rooted?

Are you so tied down that you are rooted to where you are? Have you reached that point in life where you’ve done roaming or lost the desire to? I am not talking about vacations here but the place where you live. I am rooted to the area in which I was born or at least within 25 miles of it. I mean that my roots are here and it will always be ‘home’ to me. I have thought about moving to another county or even country in the past but I have rejected the idea. Had I met and fell in love with somebody years ago other than my ex. partner I might have been tempted to move away if it meant staying with them but that did not happen. I could have moved away and carried out my profession elsewhere but decided against it. What kept me here? I think it was all a case of belonging and security rather than a fear of leaving but perhaps it was a fear of losing those things. Who knows? What keeps you in the place you are living?

Shirley Anne x