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Nice Picture

I bought these Spot On sandals from a market stall near my office this week. They were only £5. I love the heel.

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God, those comments remind me of a number of the students that I go to school with....

If you mean no offense, why do you aim to offend? Again, the errors in common English in your post lead me to seriously doubt you possess any intelligence or maturity.

-EdwardianEra

Dear EdwardianEra - I agree with your points about using the English Language, but you undermined your point a little by splitting the infinitive. Apologies for my pedantry, but you attacked people's use of English.

I won't be able to make it. Sounds fun though. I've got some long overdue bike maintainence to do. "If only bicycle repair man were here!!"

It's been a while since I've been out in heels. I've been a bit iffy about it recently, but last night I'd put on some make up, lippy and foundation, a pair of metallic tights, shiny shorts and the most important thing my corset. (and of course the boots in my avatar - funny I forgot that and I'm putting it in as an edit). Took a few photos, and then was consumed by the idea of going out. By then it was about 11 pm, and the only place to go was the 24 hour tesco. On the way I stopped for petrol, that went smothly enough and then into tesco. I wandered around for a little bit, had absolutely no reaction, apart from one of the guys stacking the shelves who looked my up and down - payed for my purchases, some more lippy, a pair of outsized sunglasses and some razor blades and left the shop. On the way home I called at another 24 hour garage, bought a magazine, again no reaction. There was a group of three police officers chatting outside I said good evening to them no reaction.

Excellent news. I'm assuming she's the lady you went out with instead of coming down to the heel meet? Looks like you did the right thing.

What about execution, this is justified and recommended in the bible too. A woman who commits adultery should (must?) be stoned. If all killing were the same why would God tell us that we should kill under certain circumstances.

So God is telling us to execute adulterous women? Of course the man gets away scot free. Are those God's rules or the rules drawn up by the blokes to make life sweet for themselves?

The first and foremost problem that I find with your challenge, is the notion that the lunatic and mentally & emotionally defectives represent 1% of the population of this world. It is my personal belief that the truly sane people represent less than 1% of the population. Consequently, I am finding far less "middle ground" between us.

And therein lies the problem. I'm assuming Guy you're putting yourself in the 1% who are sane. Nobody would say 1% of people are sane - but I'm in the 99% who aren't sane. I'm not sure whether it's worth having a discussion with someone who truly believes that whenever anyone says anything that they disagree with it's because they're insane.

Here in the UK (like the States) unless you vote either Labour or Conservative you are wasting your vote. Many people who vote for the main opposition party are actually voting against government in protest but some of those can't bear to vote fo "the enemy" so tend to dump their vote on a minority party.

That's not entirely true. In some constituencies Liberals have got rid of Tories. The only time in my life I actually had any power in my vote was when I lived in Carshalton. I was very pleased to have a hand in removing a tory MP. The majority of people in Britain live in safe seats, elections are determined by floating voters in marginal seats.

Just thinking about this: they're putting English at the top of the list. If you were asked to press 1 for Spanish or whatever, you'd have more to complain about. That's not to disagree with the views expressed that you should learn the language of the country you move to.

It seems there's a lot of intollerance on all sides of this debate. Firstly, refusing to buy something from a shop owned or staffed by someone of a different ethnic origin is very bigotted. It is very sad that someone can live in a country for years and not learn the language, and criminal that someone should threaten with a baseball bat. However, ethnic minorities running retail businesses do need to be very careful. There are poeple who are motivated by jealousy when they see imigrants setting up businesses and doing well. Twenty yards from my house there's a shop owned by a lovely Indian couple. I support them - I wrote to the council supporting their application for an alcohol licence and I shop there. The reason is that they are independent. All the independent shops are going out of business, forced out by the Tescos of this world.

I tried the before and after pictures, but really they weren't worth posting, it all looks the same on a photo.

Shopping in heels for heels makes a world of difference. There's no question of what you're doing, you're looking for shoes - ladies shoes. It's obvious really.

There are also places where we can eat cheaper too, it won't be of the standard of Morgan M but it'll be good enough.

I agree, I did have second thoughts about Morgan M - before the meal. It probably wasn't the best venue for a heel meet, but the food was excellent and I'd say amazing value for the standard of cooking. The difference in cost between ok food and excellent food in London can be negligible.

I'm still a supporter of Paradiso. It's a great venue for a heel meet.

At9 the Oxford dictionary of quotations gives it as Bax. It settled a pub argument once. And before I drive this thread totally off topic with thoughts of two skeletons copulating on a tin roof and Jaqueline scratching.... sorry Jonnieheels. Nice picture and nice shoes, AND the two of you should try stockings!

Sorry but I don't wear any other partical of womens clothing, oops. I gave it away, now you know who's who, but at your request, I might make an exception.

You should try it! You might find it's fun. As the great man said - "You should try everything once except incest and folk dancing" The great man being Sir Arnold Bax.

It's half an hour from Morgan M to Camden Town. That only leaves an hour and a half for lunch. The tasting menu's out then, so is pudding! It's up to you - it would be better to meet up at 3.15 or 3.30. How about meeting somewhere like Wetherspoons at Camden Lock? Then if we're late or people turn up in dribs and drabs there are seats and proper beer!

The old "He lost a bet excuse" gets a lot of outings. Well done on some good outings. You shouldn't expect people to comment. It's rude to make personal comments about people, and more importantly, it says a lot more about the person making the comment than it does about the person to whome the comments are directed.

I agree, the second pair are really, really nice. I saw a man wearing a very similar pair over boots in Moissac (South West France) on Christmas Eve. He wore them over black trousers and teamed them up with a black long leather coat and a hat. It was a bold masculine look. I mentioned it in a post, but I didn't have my camera ready to catch a quick street shot of him. It was -8 there though.

The rule I've always heard is to dress like your manager's manager.

I always feel uncomfortable looking smarter than the head of our department. It's not good to make your boss or his boss look scruffy - or uncomfortable. I'm sure I could get away with heels at my place, but it would be far too much of a distraction.

I must say I'm tempted.

as a guitar player i think this is in some ways similar to when i first started going out to places (open mic's and so on) to play in public. i use to be really nervous and self concious about it, but now it doesn't bother me at all. it's really a matter of just going out and doing it, but it's helpful to get feedback from people who have done the same thing.

That's exactly it! I spent a couple of summers busking on the south bank (of the Thames) the first couple of times it was absolutely terrifying. But the money started to come in, and people started skipping past when I played. I was playing a part, people didn't know I was a fairly shy office worker in finacial difficulties due to divorce, they made of me whatever. I realised that someone was expecting to see a busker there, why shouldn't it be me.

The comparison between standing up and performing and wearing heels is a true one in my experience. One of these days I'm going to busk in heels. I haven't busked for a few years, I miss the buzz. The Miller's a ten minute walk from my old spot - I'm tempted to give it a try.

Here's a link to it, this company's only been going a few years, but I remember seeing news items about it when I was young - in the sixties or seventies.

http://www.welsh-whisky.co.uk/home.html

I should try some - it seems you can get it in Washington, but only one place in France. That 22 mile boat ride makes it a lot cheaper!

It's what might expect young boys to do in their mother's/sister's/aunt's cupboards. I must admit I did it with my ex-wife's shoes. We'd only been together a short time, when I discovered I could get into hers. She banned me from wearing them, my legs looked better than hers. That combined with the fairly strict born-again christianity we both espoused made it a complete no-no. I must say life's much, much better now! I've got a wonderful woman - who loves me dressing up, and I've thrown of the rules and regulations that prevented that little bit of dressing up fun.

I was thinking of posting on the thread to bring it to the top, but it sort of had gone off topic to a discussion about chili restaurants and recipies, not that there's anything wrong with that. Some of these old threads are a useful source of people's experiences and are well worth a look.

Welsh Whisky has been around for a while - it's the sort of thing that makes the local news on telly when they've got a quiet day. I've never tried it, I suppose I should. Has anyone tried Australian single malt. I saw some in a supermarket in Agen (France) just before Christmas. I didn't buy it, it was €43, which seemed expensive when you could get aberlour for €20.