Fiona Dobson's Trans Blog.

Max has just been by and is entering Auntie Kittie’s diary on his laptop. Auntie is not really very good with technology, unless of course you include the Norwegian designed electric corkscrew I have in the kitchen. As a result Max enters her hand written diary entries into our Patreon for her many loyal followers.

He was working away as I changed into a lovely pleated skirt. Now that I am working from home full time (as we all should be if possible), I like to dress as comfortably as possible.

Seeing Max hammering away at the keys of his laptop is gratifying, especially at the rates I pay. However, as I walked past I noticed a map on his screen, looking like a StarCraft game. Perhaps you know computer games, but if not, the idea is basically to take and control territory.

So, as I glanced at his computer quickly, thinking I was looking at a computer game, I commented to him, “Wow! It looks like someone is about to get annihilated!”

Max turned round and looked at me in horror.

“What?” I said in response to his scowl. “They’re going to be wiped off the face of the planet. I’ve seen enough of those games to be able to tell you that without any doubt. I have two kids, you know.”

Max looked appalled and said, “That’s the spread of the corona virus map, Fiona. It’s from Johns Hopkins University.’

You can see the updating map here.

Ooops! Well, I always thought those medical types are trying to take over the world.

Remember, keep calm and wash your hands.

Is it in? Is it out? Have you finished yet?

They are the questions that have haunted every British crossdresser for the last three years.

Well, it’s done. It is what it is. It’s time to keep calm and carry on and put on something hot. Here’s a few ideas to get you going.

In just a few hours – at 23.01 GMT Britain will have left the European Union. While in many ways nothing changes, there will be a series of administrative shifts that will change the cornerstone of British foreign, economic and social policies. The following twelve months will result in a series of trade changes that gradually will take effect. Just as a reminder, the average time for a trade deal to be completed is… seven years. In other words, things will change but at a very slow pace. Most of the real change will be in the minds of the populace.

While some will find this a sad moment and others celebrate a sense of new sovereignty, the reality is we really don’t know how this is going to go. If ever there was a time to say, “I’m putting on some nice new panties and will keep calm and carry on”, this is the time.

So, pour a nice glass of wine (probably French) and settle down and watch the fun. It’s going to be interesting. One thing you can be sure of – Britain is very good at adapting and moving forward. This is likely to be the case this time too.

A final thought… In ten years time this may make more sense. The UK may be the first of several countries that choose to leave, for one reason or another. So, time will give some perspective. In the meantime, put on those heels and put your best foot forward!

Veronica inspected me critically and then continued, “You’d better get used to referring to yourself as ‘Andrea’,” she said. “It’s going to be a long and painful path if you don’t get that right.”

I smiled and tried to diffuse the tension.

“What do you mean,” I asked.

Veronica turned around and leaned over the chair. As she did so for the first time I noticed a few livid red welts on her back.

Read Clothes Maketh The Man.

The Christmas season has sneaked up on us. As I write this I am mixing eggnog ingredients in the kitchen, Sylvester is sorting bottles of whiskey, rum and Brandy, the doorbell is ringing and Auntie Kittie has just arrived. I swear she picks up the smell of alcohol from eight houses away and then appears at my front door.

We are celebrating quite happily here, the Canucks having just beaten the Senators 5-2 a couple of days ago. Sylvester is very jovial, and we’ve decided to come up with a special recipe for eggnog. We are testing some of the ingredients tonight. Sebastian will be along shortly.

In a few days I will be posting my recipe and I’ll offer a prize to the best picture from one of my Patrons drinking Fiona’s Eggnog. The only catch is, yes, you must crossdressed at the time. So, look out for that competition in about a week.

Can you believe I posted this video three years ago. Yes, it’s been three years. I’ve been sharing myself with you for that long! I put the dresses in the video as it all seemed to fit so well. By the way, if you’re looking for winter clothing ideas you can find some on my Pinterest HERE.

For those who are unaware, Bryan is a regular face around Vancouver. He told me once he wrote a song for me – When You’re Gone – because he thought I was dashing off from Vancouver to Montreal so often. Really, what a silly boy! I suppose one can hardly blame him. It’s awfully busy out there on the road touring all the time and I expect he does get a little lonely.

If this message is a bit disjointed it’s because I’ve just had to explain to Auntie Kittie that the recipe we’re working on calls for Rum, Whiskey, Brandy or Bourbon. The issue seems to be the word ‘or’. She’s looking a little peekie.

Well, perhaps we should turn up Bryan and ask Mistress Meg, Katia, Marjory and Amanda to come over and join us. Things are disintegrating swiftly. Ali is outside admiring his Smart car. In an effort to keep with the seasonal spirit he’s been looking for some reindeer antlers to attach to the front of the vehicle. I mentioned this to Sylvester, who has lent him a rack of moose antlers from a bull moose he shot in the Yukon a couple of years ago. The only problem is that the antlers may be bigger than the car. Not to worry. It certainly looks impressive. Very festive.

Be sure to keep a look out for the Christmas Eggnog competition. It’s open to all my Patrons, and the prize will be Premium Program membership.

Have a wonderful evening.

😊

Fiona

We loved Clive James. A man ahead of his time. A great poet and a wonderful writer. I hope you enjoy this.

Our Whatsapp group have been chatting about him. You’d be amazed the conversations that go on in the Whatsapp group.

I was talking to my good friend Sylvester this morning and he asked me what I thought the most important thing was for my members.

“Well, of course it’s the stories,” I replied.

“No, I mean what are they looking for?” he said, holding one of my hand made coffee cups in his giant paw. I have a good friend who makes them.

“Sylvester,” I said. “This is remarkable. You’re thinking ‘conceptually’. That’s incredible. It’s as though the fridge had made the leap to being self aware!”

“Huh?” He replied.

Before thinking that perhaps I should check up on Skynet I pushed forward.

“I think what they really want is a safe and non-judgemental space. Somewhere they can come and find something of themselves.”

“Ahhhh….” He said. It’s very puzzling when Sylvester takes such a cerebral interest in things.  He really does have a good heart, but deep thoughts about existentialism are, to say the very least, alien to him. Even Hannibal, my dachshund, has a greater grasp of some complex thought processes than Sylvester.

You can find the latest episode – Part 38 on my Patreon Here. The first 24 Parts of Clothes Maketh The Man are free and can be found here.

Poor Andy. He starts to become aware of some intense and unexpected feelings. This doesn’t feel right…