Back to school Friday

This week it must be said wasn't a great one when it comes to my health having been pretty poorly over a few days and we're only just getting back in the swing of things here.
It's also the time my head goes flying back to the past because when you're like me it's always thinking as if you are in that time so all the back to school promotions when life was rather more like this.

Yes that time you were dragged around the stationery shop for new geometry sets, pencil cases, felt tip pens for writing Carol luvs Simon in embarrassing places and notebooks although schools SHOULD supply exercise books or loose paper for folders.

You thought Minnie was bad, some of my exploits were legendary!

It was always fun to compare your mates pencil case and contents with everybody else's although while you could get a variety of pencil cases back in the day, the contents were generally unbranded and pretty boring.

These days branding gets everywhere as with this Dennis and Gnasher set, although Hello Kitty and Winnie The Pooh are super popular with it being on pencils and erasers (we used to call them Rubbers but American's use that for something very different so global brands don't use our English terms).

Then of course there was that most popular outing to the Uniform shop to try your schools official uniform on and get any alterations such as taking up hems and arm lengths arranged.

While some talk about making it cheaper personally I'd sooner up the quality so it really does last employing British workers rather than children in sweatshops in South-east Asia who work over 12 hours a  day in poor conditions even if it meant every parent was given a voucher to redeem part of the cost.

Something that is well made can easily be handed down if needed and looks smarter when worn which does matter.

Now to put mine on!

Ready to return

We're working in Firefox this week from the Windows Laptop as Pale Moon is having issues that makes it unreliable on Google's sites and touch and go on Tumblr too so I'm kind of hoping to see a bug fix this week.

 There's little escaping it from the press advertisements, the notices in uniform shops and increasingly offers from both online retailers plus certain supermarkets, the New Term is upon us.
In my world I'll be returning come September in grey as I have had a grey school jumper with a V neck which after all this medical stuff since July has preoccupied my time apart from how it's left me.
It should go well with my grey, green and black pleated skirts although unlike her in the picture I don't own a traditional leather satchel and indeed remember them fading out for briefcases or hold alls.
The worst thing you could ever have for carrying books in was the Duffle Bag which easily distorted and rubbed the corners of text books to the point some schools prohibited them for the damage they could cause.
The trouble was of course they were really intended for sports kit being made from a canvas material and not books so had no corners just a long tube shape with a drawstring that pulled the top closed.
Anyway I have my music ready to take away with sorted so bye for now!

Fall update 2010

A lot of water has passed under the bridge since I started this blog in March 2006 and I mentioned how certain events in my life had impacted on me even talking at one site tentatively about part of my coping mechanism, finding and using the inner child me.

Part of this age regression is a coping mechanism being literally the child-like with vulnerabilities me working within what I can actually cope with rather than pushing so hard at appearing to act more grown up and sophisticated I am left to cope with what I can't with no support and guidance and part is coping with how the nervous breakdown affected me.  
I am wearing more child-like attire privately such as this jersey tunic as it helps to lift me more into that headspace and less likely to be 'read' as a fully grown up girl.
I am looking more at finding people who are more like me to explore it more so I get more from my life on terms that are truly appropriate for me although I will remain at the sites I have belonged for the last few years even if it feels I have to put a bag over my face when it comes to just being open about myself and  my own life beyond.

Homebase

For a variety of reasons life lived not 'at home' but rather in the Dorm of a boarding school was the one setting I felt safe, secure and cherished as a child providing me with what I actually needed.

Some people might think being away from home is odd but to me my school was a ready made family who did try to look after me, an authority whose rules I learned to conform to and in time see the wisdom of  and a place where fair play was expected and received.

It's hardly surprising then I am "That Boarding School Girl" and this is what my blog is called because in my regression, that school and this schoolgirl is where I am at.