Well I got back from the Sparkle ball and party in the park.
Had a wild time.
Gosh those Manchester girls are bold lasses first she wanted to have her photo taken with me (Then she squeezed my boob.)
Next she demanded a second photo and the cheeky cow was checking out my boobs.
I got my bum pinched by all the girls I tell you those Mancuniun girls are summat else.
Must confess though, it was really nice. Even if I had a rotten childhood, I'm having a brilliant retirement.
Growing old disgracefully.
Bev.
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Awesome
Those fashions remind me of the 1920's flapper era for some reason. Glad you have the evidence on film of your being molested like that :D
Looks like you had TOO much fun...always a good thing :)
{{Hugs}}
I've heard it said ...
... that a wise woman knows how to get the most from her retirement. *smiles* You GO, girl!
*hugs*
Randa
PICARD: What we leave behind is not as important as how we've lived. After all Number One, we're only mortal.
RIKER: (grinning) Speak for yourself sir, I plan to live forever.
- Star Trek: Generations
Yes (says the girl who's been 'retired' for nearly six years)
DATA: Life forms....you funny little life forms....life forms....where are you? (bee dee beep beep beep beep beep!)
- Star Trek: Generations
She was born for all the wrong reasons but grew up for all the right ones.
Con grande amore e di affetto, Andrea Lena
Love, Andrea Lena
Wondering why you got
Wondering why you got touched up in that outfit? jeez brave or what lol... Risky even for Manchester. :P
Ok, perhaps not on a Saturday evening in certain venues... but hey.
Manchester.
Hi Bella.
Don't know where you live but maybe you don't know much about Manchester.
Manchester is one fabulous place.
At 1900 on Saturday in broad daylight, I walked out of my hotel (Britannia) and down Portland street then another 3 blocks into Canal street in that outfit. I spent the night cruising the clubs, (Napoleons, NewYork! NewYork!, Spirit, The Rembrant,, You name it I cruised it!) I wasn't putting out, I was just expresssing a feminine side that I have.
I got virtually no hassle at all until I was strolling back at 0600 on Sunday morning (also broad daylight) when some religious twat saw me walking ALONE back to the Britannia hotel.
He was some sort of bloody religious idiot because he drove slowly beside me and asked me if I wanted to be saved. His car had all sorts of stickers on it that seemed to represent some sort of gospel church shit!
I told him not to be stupid and try saving himself.
Then he screamed that I was the devil and I would burn in hell.
It's just typical isn't it? The Christian church; - the one organisation that is supposed to be compassionate, tolerant and forgiving proves to be the most bigoted, abusive, offensive and censorious organisation that I could meet all night.
None of the hundreds of Muslim, Hindu or Christian Taxi drivers were offensive or abusive. They looked, of course they did, who wouldn't? But no comments or offensive remarks. They've probably seen it all before anyway.
I'll admit there were the occasional drunks giving me the eye and the whistle but they were not abusive or offensive and as for the girls pinching my bum and tits well there you see it in the pictures. No problem.
I truly had a fabulous night and came home with the milk. I walked freely around the gay village all night with no problems.
This is Manchester UK!
I enjoyed it!