Jennings goes to school

It's getting toward the end of August and almost by magic my mind starts slipping back to what this time in the past meant for me as a schoolboy.

Part of it meant getting ones equipment and uniform ready to return to school with a  mad dash to the stores and this leads really on to this which I do so miss all of that and one of things I did was read books.

Anthony Buckeridge's creation Jennings and his side kick, Darbishire was the boys series I read  cover to cover in the dorm as I liked about the series was they did feature memorable characters in situations I could relate to although I did read some of Enid Blyton's girls centred school series too.

This was the first published story although Jennings was inflicted on the Britishers in nineteen forty-eight  on the BBC Children's Hour program, garnering a following.

In the first story we are introduced to the two new boys of Linbury Court School for boys, Jennings and Darbishire, their initial meeting with Mr. Carter just seeing a very average boy in his blazer and shorts  but it is not long before her realizes his well meant but impetuous nature coupled with an overdeveloped sense of initiative soon leads trouble despite his more erudite mild mannered companion  attempts at moderating him as they both start to learn the ropes  in their first term.

My copy is a nineteen sixty-two Collins hardback where I'm sure the one I had at school would of been  from the mid seventies edition.

Getting set for school

It's that period as the school holidays start to draw to an end which with me tends to mean two connected things of one is being age dysphoric my mind feels it is time to return to school regardless of what chronological age I am and the other is even while away you see the "back to school" sales in BHS, M&S and the independent school outfitters.

For as long as I've lived I have been drawn to school uniform and as a chunk of that time crosses over with my exploration with gender identity and being a "sissy" good part of the gender presentation for me is that more like a school girl.

Tammy wanted to be in school wearing skirts and dresses, not that she had major issues with wearing short trousers, just all the gender stuff that others throw at you so something like that skirt would of been ideal, having good pocket.

Although in senior schools it's much less common that it used to be, Tammy looks good in a pinafore dress, honest I do and tradition pereline white socks.

Now this is interesting as the one on the right was close to how I dressed at junior school but the grey cardigan adds a feminine edge and if we made it dusty pink, it would be quite acceptable for me.

On the other hand the classic gingham dress, here in blue, is a staple of the school summer outfit again worn with a cardigan, this time blue which is a colour I wore a lot of being raised as a boy, with white socks and buckled shoes.

There are different ways of presenting more feminine as we all have differing areas around gender presentation.

Here we have a more senior skirt and blouse combination but the main difference is the black opaque tights - and mummy did put Tammy into tights when I was younger and the open top, buckle fastening shoes

Tammy is a school gurl  

Scouting and me 4

Scouting in general changed a lot from 1967 and not all of us agreed with it although initially the Cubs wasn't so far removed from the previous Wolf Cubs that it was recognizable to our dads from their own days as members

I personally hold to and follow the ideals and principals of that vision being a Brownie in spirit as a LSG, undertaking many of the exercises and activities you'd of done back then.

Visiting and taking pictures for my Photography badge would of been one and recently I went along the Trent and Mersey canal as that forever brownie

Here's Alice Rose in red and yellow livery. Notice the floral decoration on the front and top of the the barge.

I was able to take this photograph just after the passengers had disembarked to stock up on food and other provisions

Cubs on parade -thoughts

Many of us at young age feel the need to "belong" and for some it can be things like scouting.

It's kind of funny in a way but in Scotland it's quite common for boys in Scouts to wear kilts on parade and at camps too with no questions but just cross the border and anything like a kilt or skirt option just does not exist.

I think one issue in Scouts is they remain stuck with the modernization agenda of 1967 that removed except for cubs the cap and shorts which went much later going for long trousers and a more "street cred" brand although they went co-ed too.

Putting in shorts or skort options especially for Beavers, the added to six to eight year old section as well as Cubs where there is more physical activity would of made more sense as feeling comfortable increases the amount of activity boys and especially girls undertake while allowing their skin to breath more.

It also would of allowed a any individual to express a bit more personal identity within a uniform being no different than many schools.

Hardy footwear really should in their too to support the feet and suited to being outdoors.

Re-introduction

The origins of the concept of this blog really stem the decision to move blogging from Friends Reunited in late March of two thousand six to Blogger with the launch of the SuperChris14 profile that run out of steam.

Part of the problem was having two different audiences viewing it with incompatible expectations and  even having twin identities for each making having a common blog for all an increasing nightmare as sentences had to parsed to a rigorous genderless form but then even that couldn't deal with any references in comments.

I decided to redo it in a slightly different form while I work through all the issues keeping the SuperChris concept, a homage to the cartoon superheroes I loved as a boy albeit a very feminine one.

I have been working on appearences this month to improve my feminine expression and we are starting with foundation garments.

One challenge was to wear hot neon stockings which are shown here with a camisole and matching knickers.

The other was working on a more grown up look, something an older girl may wear outside of sixth form college or her first job.

Her I am wearing black hold up stockings with a pretty bow on them, frilly knickers that repeat the bow and a black bra.

It felt very different to the more schoolish presentations I had previously done and while the track this came from proved to be a dead end, not being really into sissification, it was one I did learn some valuable lessons from.

I learned more about my feminine side. I was "forever changed"