It’s been an exciting week for the residents of Huckleberry Close. My friend and mechanic Sylvester has been hosting his brother an unemployed cheesemonger from Uvalde in Texas. Diego is a volunteer police officer, which is like a real police officer but not quite.

“Diego,” I said, after serving an enormous breakfast, “do they give you a gun?”

“Oh, no. We’re not allowed to carry guns. Volunteer peace officers don’t get to do that. But we can operate the siren in the police car,” he told me.

“I expect that’s something,” I said.

“And we get this waist coat thing,” he said. “I’ll show you,” and then went out to his car and brought in a piece of equipment that looked very military with pouches and belt straps.

As luck would have it Sylvester and Diego had to hurry off shortly after this and it was only later that I saw the utility vest lying on my couch. On a whim I tried it on, and at that very moment I got a call from Rainbow, who as you know has become a full time student training to be a counselor. She was in a panic about having to get to an interview and her moped had broken down.

“Oh, Fiona! You have to help me!” she said.

Now, as you know I am a very sympathetic person. Indeed I have been told that in a crisis I am the voice of calm.

“Don’t  worry, dear,” I said, sitting down on the sofa and tucking my legs beneath me, expecting this to be one of those conversations that go on much longer than they need to.

“But I’m such a mess! I’ve ripped my blouse and I have to get to this interview. And my hair! It’s a sight.”

“Darling,” I said.  “I shall bring you a calming cup of komboucha, and sort out everything.”

With that I skipped upstairs, found a brush and some hair spray, and a little sewing kit. Realising I was still wearing the utility vest with the word “POLICE” on the back, I thrust the can of hair spray into one of the webbing pouches, did the same with the sewing kit, and slid my large Remington hair dryer into the holster and walked out to the car. Minutes later I drew up behind Rainbow, where she was pulled over on the hard shoulder of the hiway. I put the hazzard lights on just to be sure my vehicle was safe, and stepped out of the car.

Being a bright winters day I was, of course, wearing my aviator sun glasses.

“Rainbow, dear. Don’t you worry,” I said as I walked up to her dejected form. I could see she’d torn the sleeve on her blouse. What a sight she was. Her hair was all out of place, and she was clearly a victim of ‘helmet hair”.

“Oh, thank goodness you’re here,” she said.

“Let’s get you sorted out.” I said, “Just lean up against the car so I can sew that sleeve up nicely.”

Naturally I knew I’d not have the right angle to sew her sleeve if I did it in the car.

“That’s it, dear,” I said. “Just put your hands on the bonnet, so it hangs nicely.”

As she leaned against the vehicle I swiftly ran a few stitches along the ripped seem and moments later you’d never know it had parted. I then drew out the Remington and started blow drying her hair from behind.

That was when the police car pulled up behind me.

I suppose I should be grateful that here in Canada everyone knows everyone. It was David, our local police officer. You may remember I mentioned Jeff (https://fionadobson.com/lets-try-to-be-accepting-of-others/) to you, who looks after border control here. Well, David is his brother. Unfortunately he didn’t finish grade ten, and so never got into border control. Needless to say David took in the scene in an instant.

“That’s never going to work,” he said and got a better hair dryer from his holster. In a jiffy he had Rainbow in the back of his cruiser and drove her to the job interview, lights on and everything. We are so fortunate with our police here.

So, as you can see it’s never dull here. Now, this month I’ve been getting my Patreon running again, following the Twitter debacle. Yes, I got kicked, and yes 90,000 followers went down the river. I have been finding it so horribly toxic this last few years that I am not unhappy to be off it. However it has denied me a platform, so I am replacing it by returning to Patreon. Additionally I’ve added a special level there called ‘Behind the scenes with Fiona’ for those wanting to be a little more intimate with me.

I’ve also stepped into Mastadon, which I would say is very different from Twitter. It’s quite nice, but one has to get past the idea of building huge follower numbers. It’s more to do with engagement, and more importantly quality engagement. I can be found here – https://mastodon.online/@FionaDobson, if you’re getting into Mastodon.

You can help me by joining my Patreon here – https://www.patreon.com/fionadobsonCD

Enjoy the musical offering below and I hope you have had a fabulous week.

😊 Fiona

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This week I am highlighting a few articles on the site which you may find of interest.  As you know I try to present a spectrum of content which is entertaining, informative and supportive. My intention is that whenever you swing by the site there’s something of interest for you. Doing my weekly email in this format may help you jump directly to what you find of interest.

If you come to the site you may find I am online and able to chat. I don’t keep set hours for this, so just drop by and see if I’m around. I do love to talk with my members, and I try to make myself available to guide you toward content that may be of special interest, or just to answer your general questions. I should also say that the new Patreon presence is beginning to really kick in.  For the coming week I am offering anyone who joins any of the Patreon levels free membership of our Elite Whatsapp Group (worth $10 a month) just to get that going a little more swiftly.

So, without further ado, here’s the round up of this weeks content. Enjoy it, and if you feel generous join as a Good Gurl to enable me to keep producing fun and informative articles for you.

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The Mouse That Roared — Fiona Dobson.

A great story of passion, chastity and betrayal. Wow, that sounds like it should be a movie!

Who put the fluid in ‘gender fluid’.

I do not really consider myself laboratory material, however, I have to say that as I observe the changes in my body I cannot help but reflect on them.

The Crisis In the British Healthcare System – Philosophy Tube.

In an unusual look at how trans people are handled by the British medical system we see one persons experience. This serious account of how the medical profession wrestles with gender issues tracks the course of one person struggling to manage their transgender journey.

Fiona’s Shopping List – Eye Shadow.

A quick look at how to make the best use of eye shadow.

I like to keep both my mind and body in shape.

There’s ties when we feel the world is out of control. However, we can go some way to controlling our own body.  Enjoy a gentle yoga session, which builds you hypnosis skills.  Hypnosis requires you to calm your mind, and this helps considerably. Destress, and relax with this very feminine yoga session.

A crossdresser’s guide to Mastodon.

As Twitter continues to implode we see the rise of Mastodon. If you’re interested in using this great platform I have a few suggestions to get you started.

When it comes to feminine hygiene products, I’m your man.

Frankly I love working remotely, however the occasional meeting at the advertising agency does add some entertainment if nothing else.

Coming soon…

I hate funerals.  This one didn’t quite go as planned. Check back onto the site in the next few days to see what went down,  (Ed. Phrasing)

Part 59 of Clothes Maketh The Man will be out shortly.

As with every Friday night I post a piece of music you might enjoy. I wonder what tonight’s will be.

Enjoy the site and swing by and say hello.

🙂

Fiona

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