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Yes Mr Puffer, I do remember trolley buses, in Newbury and Reading, If you go to the bus repair garage in Reading it still says Generating Station in stone above the entrance.

No I am not going to comment on this thread or any others, do not want to upset anybody, end of story. DWW.

I am truly sorry if I have upset anybody in replying to answer post but not being an expert computer person I thought I would carry on with whats being said, so maybe I will sit back and wait until things die down, reply in a bit, Bye for now.

yep I am quite willing to a heel meet around the uk, have been to several in the past, let me know when and where.

Afternoon campers I will start at the very beginning, early things I remember most vivid getting out of my mum and dads motorbike and sidecar walking around the front and putting my hand on the exhaust pipe, I remember that as if it was yesterday was about 2. Anyway back to shoes remember my first day at infant school little girl in my class ( I do remember her name) wearing a lovely pair of red sandals, I thought I would love a pair just like that, had a pair of twins in my class one wore red sandals the other wore same pair in blue boy did I envy them, two boys in girls style sandals, That how it all started for me, cannot give you any other reason, I have thought about it for years, but that is where it started.

Well I normally drink larger most of the time, never ever touch wine in any form just don't like it, in saying you cannot drink certain things, I cannot drink sherry in any form, in my early days used to go to pub and order a pint of draught sherry 7/6d a pint (old money you know 240 pennies to the pound) after a couple of them and hang overs for about four days at a time, gave it up and cannot even stand the smell of the stuff. Do have a little bit of whiskey now and again, birthday and Christmas. Late sixties best tipple was gees linctus, came from boots the chemist had heroine in it, you could get stoned for days, no longer available I guess why. Going back to late sixties, what about drugs I bet most people tried it I know I did, but to be honest never did a thing for me so tried it a couple of times and gave up on that, tried again in the early 70's but still had no effect. Have not tried anything since. So for me it's larger or a drop of whiskey nothing else passes my lips. Had a couple of months in hospital a little time ago was asked how much water I drink, reply you know when I go on holiday in Spain I have a few ice cubes in my drinks that is it, no I don't drink water. Couple of cups a tea a day that's it but I do have three spoons of sugar in each one.

Hi Mr fred, glad you are back, just to let people out there know I would love to add my bit now and again, but I don't really do anything these days, I have reached a time in my life where I just do want I want and don't care what people say, if you had asked me about my life in heels 30 years ago, I could give you some feedback about my journey living in heels, it's been a long journey since my first day at infant school way back in 1955, where it all started for me, yes I can remember that day. and I remember flying boats moored up at Southampton, good days way gone.

I have noticed a few people on hhplace are looking for a site that just caters for us males that like heels and nothing else girly, and I am with that 100% as a guy who wears heels every day and not interested in nail polish dresses or anything else female, but at the end of the day good luck to those that do and good luck to them, each to their own. So I say come on guys post a few comments on here and get things going, and I know the good fred will be back soon, looking forward to it. David.

To be honest Mr Fred I have two grandkids, a girl of the age 11, and a boy 7 and to be honest I have worn my heels every time I take them to the shops to buy sweets etc, and to be honest they have never noticed or said anything, but saying that granddaughter did say something about 4 years ago, why are you wearing nannys boots, but that was it, nothing since.

Your having a laugh.

Yes I remember when the M40 finished at High Wycombe, and the M4 finished just passed the Maidenhead turning were you had to continue on the A4 to Reading. Yes I have been very lucky on my travels, I have spoken to many fellows about my age about the good old motorbike days, broken legs, arms blind in one eye, months in hospital etc Me no nothing came of my bike loads of times (Triumph 500 twin T100ss) never not even a scratch bit of gravel rash now and again, and never wore a helmet unless it was raining. You cannot tell me that there are guys out there that did not get upto stupid things that you would be locked up for life if you acted the way we did today, not to mention drink driving laws that did not exist then, boy we got away with murder. Evening wing commander trouble leaving the runway and by the way your pissed it was the done thing, watch the early shows of heartbeat that was so close to way people lived in the sixties, even down the policeman spraying his MG with a vacumn cleaner, yep my mum brought one it was pink and grey a Electrolux and it came with a paint sprayer, hexogon shape glass bottle. Love talking about the good old days, when we changed to 100 pennies to the pound that's when it all changed, I was old enough to buy my own heels.

There were quite a lot of 2 door mk2 Cortina's, but as you say not many GT's I wonder did it have to extra gauges in a hump in the middle of the dash or were they mounted in the dash just under the dash top, a redesign for the American market. Talking about policemans bums I remember one day on the M40 travelling towards London a policeman had stopped a mini on the hard shoulder and he was talking to the driver arms folded on the roof and his bum was just sticking out in the inside lane, could not resist came in really close on the inside lane and just brushed his bum, he sort of span round in mid air, in my mirror I watched him sprint sort of to his car, knowing I was coming of at the next junction about 3rd of a mile I booted it and shot of in the direction of the M25 as it is now, but did not exist then, he never caught me. My mk2 Cortina was bored to 1740cc very wide wheels, standard but cut in two and banded (illegal now) as 7j wheels were not available and it was made look like a 1600e, and fitted with two nikki twin choke carbs. It went very well, it was written of just outside Coventry, hit a phone box at 100mph, policeman told me if had been wearing my seatbelt I would not be here today, what happend the drivers seat was ripped out of the floor and I was thrown backwards onto the rear seat the roof was crushed totally on top of the drivers seat and if I had my seatbelt on I would have been under it, but I just got out via what was left of the rear window. But I still love mk2 cortinas, and wish I still owned one.

I have many bad stories of driving in the late sixties and early seventies, one comes to mind chasing a rover down the outside lane of the M3 flashing it out of the way in my souped up mk11 Cortina, then saw a sign in the rear window Thames valley high speed training car, opps quick change to the inside lane and drive home carefully, but I was flashing it out of the way at over 100mph.

I can only say going to a heel meet boosts ones confidance a hell of a lot, and lets you know you are not the only one in the world that likes to wear heels. So far I have been to three first one in Cambridge May 2002, second Miller in London 2007 meet loads of guys from overseas, and was a world heel meet, third was also at the Miller London 2009, and I enjoyed all three, but I have also meet guys locally, you know one to one, with no problems at all.

Maybe a bit of topic but I would like say to Happy new year to all heel wearers, and hope the new year is all good.