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Okay...I try to put a lot of thought into my posts...what's useful or different...what can help you or make you laugh!!!
Knowing I have eggs for breakfast isn't really important
I have decided to give all of you nervous, few times out or first flyers a full description of what it's like....on the streets!!!...it may put you off for life...or send you out...but this is true life in my town...
I took a dictaphone on tour, and described the full trip... written up when I got home....few funny looks but it's for you!!!...oh it's just Grace talking to herself....nothing new there!!!
Grace Scarlett, CDH news division!!
Okay...wet night, drizzle and breezy...lovely, keeps people in doors!!!...but it can be slippy, slow cautious steps... please!!!
So bra, forms, panties... t-shirt, leggings, black ankle boots, black furry hooded waterproof parka and red umbrella... obviously make up, blonde highlights shoulder length wig and black glasses.
Look out window, it's totally. deserted..great...I don't give a flip who sees me on tour, but coming and going I prefer to keep secret....bit like the bat cave !!!
Look in mirror, you look fantastic!!!...bloody hell Grace, you always look fantastic!!!! haha
deep breath...yes I still do that...and out the door. Lock door, keys in handbag and I'm off...heart still pounds after all these years.
Across the road into the main high street...quite busy but manageable... lovely dress in m&s window...take a note Grace....
Look up as loud laughs from group of six lads coming towards me...don't panic, they are just going to the pub.....slowly cross the street to the other side...don't need that!!...they pass and it's all good....check my reflection in shop window...I think I look great...carry on...remember girls....stay alert!!!
Reach the end of the high street...need to pass the pub...weatherspoons and it's packed...guys outside smoking and I know they are looking but I look away and nothing is said...great..
Drizzle getting heavier..love this, it's clearing the streets...put my umbrella up...I can hear my kitten heels clicking, there's an echo as the town gets quieter.....it's almost saying " I love you Grace"....but I don't think it is!!
Good tip...when it's too quiet, find somewhere where there are at least a few people about....you do not want to become a statistic!!!!!
I reach Tesco's superstore, mask on because they prefer it....sale rail is good, Amanda Burton will be so jealous...hehe...
Watch the floor!!!... it's wet at the entrance...not good for heels....just stay aware ...
I bought two bras, a silver costume jewellery ring and some hairspray...and I didn't have a fight!!?....haha
at checkout the girl is chatty, she bought the same ring in the sale...she likes my nail colour!!!.....I leave and stroll home through the drizzle....
No hiccups, no insults....nothing...
If life gets much better than this....I cannot wait.
For you girls who are on the edge....I hope this helps
Grace 💋💋💋
Edit....I haven't used the word " did she make me" or " did I pass" because they are irrelevant...I didn't go out for those reasons, I went out to have fun!!!
Well I was really enjoying the Grace on tour, thinking gosh how brave. Laughing at the near encounters and thinking gosh yeah I remember those, and how you look for an escape route, but find you don't actually need one, because nobody is bothered about you, your seen, but not actually seen in the true sense.
But I am sorry to say I lost it at the sale rail, red rag to bull and you rub salt into the wound by listing the goodies you acquired.
Sulking Amanda xx
Sounds like a great outing Grace, thanks for sharing!
Amy
Wonderful report Grace! A casual walk is so uplifting.
If I document my 4 mile walks it would be boring. Before leaving make sure the hair (wig) is in place, the light makeup is fresh and the skirt or leggings are appropriate for a public stroll. Full bottle of water, phone, ID and keys in a shoulder bag. Off I go. There are no pubs or stores along my route, all residential, so my public passerby's are mostly dog walkers or children playing. Little interaction other then a friendly greeting.
I have not had any bad experiences with people but once I did have to threaten a little yap-yap ankle biter that got away from it's owner with my cane. I don't really need the cane but it is a nice defensive security weapon. It also makes it easier to cross streets, cars will stop and wait for a lady with a cane, without the cane they want you to run across or wait for them to go by. Hehe, I have right of way.
So there girls, there are two reports of getting out and being seen. So screw up that courage and DO IT! Report back when done.
❤
Beth
Update: Grace, you magically sent your rain back across The Pond to dampen my walk. The weather man said it wouldn't rain until late so I thought I was fine without an umbrella. It started to sprinkle at mile three causing me to pick up the pace. Made it home (4.2 miles today!) before serious rain started. Next time you rain on my parade I will send you a thunderstorm! (I'm freinds with the water spirit so look out!) 😎😂
❤
Beth
Hi Grace,
A lovely report! Hope the rain didn’t frizzle your wig. Sounds like a terrific adventure despite the thirsty boys on the way to the pub. Good thing they weren’t en route from another and up to no good.
And the sale rail at Tesco’s was good to you again!
Alice
Thanks Beth...I love a thunderstorm!!!!!....like the cane idea....I do stuff a can of hairspray in my handbag, a good squirt of that in someone's face would not be nice....
Yikes...it was him....the guy with the " fixed " smile....haha xx
Oh honey...I could have said that one of the bra's was 4.99 if I really wanted to rub it in....oh s**t, I have !! 😂😂
Thank you Steph....being out is exhilarating isn't it...
I think we should keep these neurotransmitter' s under wraps.....before Boris puts a licence fee on them!!!!!
underground Grace 🤣
Grace,
Thank you so much for this ‘report!’ Useful indeed. It is soooooooooo affirming to hear these things that happen to parallel my own thoughts/jitters/concerns - like your ‘bat cave’ approach, and desire, for getting from home to the ‘outside world’ and back. I want exactly the same thing, and full confession, it is that stage of the event that fills me with the most trepidation!
You’re building this girl’s confidence Grace - thank you!
Marcellette
Marcellette...just one girl saying it helped, makes it all worthwhile...thank you.
Stay positive!!!.....Grace x
Hi Grace Thank you You are a inspiration What is amazing some girls like us wait a life time to do just that.
Luv Stephanie
Atta girl Grace. A girl doin' it for herself. Superb to read.
Thank you Angela...coming from you, that's beautiful...it just adds to my confidence...I love these circles we create.
Love your profile pic xx
Thanks Grace,
If that doesn't encourage you to get out there nothing will.
Huggs patty
Hi Grace,
As always love your accounts!
Being rather older than you and physically MUCH bigger I don’t find that I tend to feel going out quite as intimating as many do, or maybe I am just dumber than most? Though I did have a very real scary female experience yesterday. I was spending the day in my go to outfit (pantyhose, black skater skirt, and a nice top). When I realized that I needed to take the recycling down to the association’s bins. (We live in a third floor walk up and the bins are about a half block wall from our unit.) Which is why I wasn’t in my heels, don’t feel real confident on the back steps with them yet. Well, anyway I walk down the steps and across the parking lot to the bins, no problems! But as soon as I get to the bins and attempt to open one to dump the recycling in a VERY strong breeze come up from behind me lifting my skirt up a very MM situation. I am stuck holding the lid trying to hold my skirt down and beginning to panic a bit. His was one of those times that I was one of those Indian god with six arms. Because there I was trying to hold on to the recycling bin lid, the container with our recycling, my skirt and not make a mess by missing the bin. In the end I did manage to use our container to corral the front of the skirt with out dropping the bin lid back down and get one hand free to control my skirt. And of course as soon as I started back across the parking lot the breeze stopped. Oh the joys of CD life. See there are worse thing than being read!
Hugs all,
Leslie
