meganiwish

Quite so. I could stay on my feet all day in mine

Read better though

Set here, supposedly

wear ragged trousers

That's why philatelists

http://www.clogs.co.uk/cat_barclog.htm

Ha! I managed to foul up posting a link AGAIN. I wonder if this is better. Yes, it works. Yippee!

http://www.clogs.co.uk/cat_barclog.htmThose clogs make me feel sad. I've got two pairs of dancing clogs, one red, one green. They're beautiful handmade things, with hand tooled embossed designs on them. I can't show pictures, but this might give an idea. I don't wear them much now, because I can't dance much these days, but wearing them I could stay on my feet for hours.

Hi Sharon, I bought a bottle of the nail polish. You're so right, it looks lovely on. I'm so excited I want to look at them all the time. I've even done my fingers, but I'm going to have to clean that off because people don't like blah blah blah. My toes look so lovely. And no-one can see them, but it's cool.

Oops. Too political?

Cost more now

If you only knew how many people have found me wearisome.

- and if you disagree with that I will sue the pants off you!

Just as well I'm not weari... No, I won't go there

What,stamp collecting?

I think my favourite is fettucini.

Not quite what you're talking about, but if you ever need a really good belly laugh, get a few mates together and carry something unwieldy upstairs, like a mattress or wadrobe or a sofa. I can guarantee you'll laugh till the tears stream down your face. Removal men must be the happiest people in the world.

Hotel California! Warm smell of policeman rising up through the air! Sam, you shouldn't forget that part of rock'n'roll's ancestry is British/Irish folk music. And country will grow on you as you get older. You should read Nick Hornby's '31 Songs'. He talks about the scourge of our music being played at us constantly while we shop etc, and wonders where we might find music now that doesn't come apart in our ears. His feeling is that country holds just enough mud on its boots to stop shops using it in the background. Anyway, Dolly Parton has sung some songs that these days make me cry, and that's one of my criteria (q.v.)

Oh dear, have I stirred a hornets' nest?

Couldn't agree more I love being a bloke or a man's man as some people describe me. The fact I choose to wear heels does not diminish my manliness in fact quite the opposite as people percieve how much confidence I must have in my self to do it.

There's certainly enough women who could accept a man in heels to go around and it clearly wouldn't be a deal braker if all the other boxes were ticked for what the individual lady wanted.

You're absolutely right. I couldn't add to that.

Very well said. I am a very similar size and very rarely feel threatened merely by the presence of sinister people in public places. But I am no fighter and fully aware of what could happen out of the blue if some nutcase decides to have 'fun'. However, I tend not to go out much in the potentially dangerous places, so the risk is somewhat academic.

I watched the 70s documentary and it saddened me to recall this difficult era, particularly because of the strife and economic problems which affected me along with most others who had just embarked on a career, bought a first house and then got married. Sorry, but the male fashions did nothing for me then and don't now either. The opportunity to wear long hair, make-up and ugly platform shoes openly may make a man feel liberated but I was (and am) distinctly uncomfortable with a look like that for someone in his mid-20s. Did 'Jason King' and his contemporaries really look anything but effeminate and gaudy?

Unlike Foxyheels, I am not by nature a 'man's man'. I am neither effeminate nor effete but do not try to present a rugged appearance and I have no interest in sport, cars, hard drinking or antagonistic activity. However, I can identify with his view of men in heels. Foxy certainly does not look unmanly (with or without heels) and I'm sure that self-confidence is the key - although stature helps. I doubt that I would blend in so easily as I am taller - and especially not in a hat. Very few women would accept that I had any need for either (to gain height) and would tend to wonder what my intentions are, however boldly I may present myself.

I'll give you gaudy, but I don't think Jason King looked effeminate. For that matter, I don't think Marc Bolan did either. Oh, I'm not trying to idolise the 70s, but I don't think we should demonise them either. It's always hard to set up a first home, and if we want economic problems we could look at the 80s, 90s, 00s, and now as well. And of course, like anyone, I can look back at 70s fashion and be embarrassed. I'm not recommending a return to flairs and platforms. My point was the different mindset. I just mean, you don't have to look drab to look like a man. And that there's nothing inherently female about high heels. Blend in? How many of the girls want to blend in? (Come to my aid here, girls.)

I can feel safe in the company of a man I know can talk his way out of trouble, more so than a man I know fights his way out. Being a man is surely so much more than being big and aggressive. Actually, I'm not certain I can pin down what manliness is, though I have a feeling I know. But then, I don't know how to describe the taste of strawberries, but I know it. I'm not sure men know either, and I think, over the last few decades, part of the blame for that can be laid at our, women's, door. Goats and monkeys, chaps! I'm on your side.

lol, sounds like what you need is a Bodyguard... lol

You see, I got it in the wrong order again. Clever, eh? All together, "And I yee I, will always...'

I'm pretty sure that was a factor in the dissolution of my marriage. She was better looking, and better at relating with most people, but I was the breadwinner, the one whom friends always called and visited upon, and favorite of our child.

Why is that a problem with some women? I was just being myself. In every couple, one will always outshine the other. It's either you or him, and if it's him, is that any sort of justification for ending a marriage?

It wasn't in my case. All we wound up with were tens of thousands in legal fees, tons of heartache on both sides, and a very hurt child.

Not a problem for me, just a light-hearted remark. I walked down the road one night behind a young couple, her in a lovely chinese style silk dress, kitten heels and a beautiful butterfly hairpiece, he in denims. They looked so beautifully incongruous, a bit like Geldoff and Paula Yates, that it melted my heart. He a) looked like he was so in awe of her he'd forgotten how to dress himself and looked like he'd got the best accessory available with her on his arm. (I think he could have dressed up a bit more.)

My marriage ended very painfully, as they all do, those that end, twelve years ago. We made sure we had no legal fees and no hurt children. We're still good friends. I feel for your pain, but please don't take it out on me.

Northampton's got lots of shoemakers. Cobblers. No, really it's true. Sorry, I bet you've heard that loads. Anyway, hello and welcome.

Hi Everyone,

Megan, that is really dangerous and I'm glad you are ok.

Thank you for your concern, Amanda, but really, I was never at more risk than looking like a clueless amateur, which I achieved, in my eyes at least. The tide was only turning and even if it had been in full I'd only have been twenty yards from an open beach. Two miles east there are cliffs. You don't want to get caught by the tide there. Anyway, my pickings were good. I made 19 pies with them and sold 14 at £2.20 a time, so I was pleased. Some of that will go towards a bottle of that nail polish that Sharon has bullied me into buying lol.

Yes, Sharon, I'm going to buy a bottle tomorrow. How could I not after you put so strong a financial case? And I promise I'll do it first time. No to-ing and fro-ing.

I was only wearing an old denim skirt, my usual black opaques and the wellies that I wear for musseling. I managed to hold my skirt above the water, which was a bit undignified, but I knew I'd have to go through the town centre. Sometimes the water swelled enough to make me gasp. It was about half a mile along the beach and then another mile home. It was a lovely afternoon and I enjoyed myself immensely. Took me nearly two hours to clean, steam and shuck the mussels, but you're not interested in that.

I really envy you your pool. (That's my green eyes doing their thing.) I think I've said before, I used to be quite a swimmer, but contact lenses spoilt it for me.

Hope to hear from you again soon.

Regards, Megan x

I think I just like a man to be a man. There's a lot of ways to look, and I could be attracted or intrigued or repulsed, but in the end none of that matters. Being an adult means being able to look after someone else. I can feed and tend to hurts and, I hope, calm a troubled heart. Not everyone does that (but some men do). But I'm rubbish if you want security on the street at night (unless you're six or seven, when I'm the best you've got). I'm little and timid, and the thing I like most in a man is he makes me feel safe. And that he doesn't outshine me, obviously.

Hi Everyone, I had an event that made me feel particularly foolish yesterday. I'd gone out on the rocks as I do about once a week. There was a wind blowing from the south and it seemed to bring the tide in faster than I was expecting. Anyway, I was engrossed in what I was doing and next time I looked up I was surrounded by the sea. I had to wade about thigh deep to get to safety. Obviously, I didn't mind the wetting, but I'm so embarrassed that I took my eye off the tide like that. Tourist error. It wasn't even dangerous, just made me look like an amateur.

Good answer meganiwish. really doesn't matter to me who likes it or not. Bottom line is. I like wearing heels and don't care who doesn't or does. There u have it.

Quite so. Sometimes you dress for yourself, sometimes for others, and sometimes for someone special. I doubt they're ever the same.

Bundy, You just have to go out and do it. I have been wearing heels in public since 1996, was nervous at first - sometimes still am. But, once you do it, you realize that it's no big deal and it's FUN!!! Yoy may get some stares, giggles or comments, but they are rare. Most folks don't notice, or don't care... Good luck... sf

And I agree with what Johnieheel says too, but I'm too stupid to be able to quote both together. I know I'm not in Texas, or a man, but, really, no-one's looking at you, they only have eyes for how they look. As my mum used to say when I thought I was looking ok, 'A man on a galloping horse won't notice.' (Oh thanks, Mum!)

Amanda is right. Most women prefer guys in mens shoes.

You see, I agree here, and with most of what comes above.(Well, it's below now, but still...) But does 'men's shoes' have to mean flat? Still, I know different men have different reasons for wearing heels. For some that will be that they want to wear women's shoes. Good for them. But you could ask the question "Do women like men in some of the stuff they seem to like to wear" and come up with no as the answer for lots of male clothes. Maybe the chaps who want to wear heels just need to stop wondering whether we like it. I know I'm too fickle to pin down.

So if we're in flat shoes should we wear little badges that say "HH Ready" ?

The next step is little glasses that you give to those who want you to be in heels, and they make the flattest heel zoom out at you. I'm going to sell them alongside the glasses that let you see the world in black and white or sepia.

Oh, you men