We have continued to do minor jobs to the house even though it is for sale. The selling agents said don't, but firstly it can do no harm, and secondly, they have been told if no sale by September 2013, due to the current very "dead" housing market in the UK then it is off the market. Houses do sell in the UK, but bigger priced houses stick longer these days and we are very rural, among hills and that turns many off from living, perhaps not visiting. Anyhow, minor jobs are to our benefit in the meantime, also if we do in September postpone our new chapter in life by becoming an Ex-pat in south France for a while, we intend finishing the barn annex from its current position of first fix. The 4 agents we had initially all said leave the barn annex at first fix. Let new owners personalise it to their taste. A good suggestion but this winter we will finish it and run the barn annex as a B&B, run by "the skirted couple". If you don't like people in skirts, especially men then it's your loss. Six billion plus people in the world, we only need 'a thimble full' and based upon my response in public the minority who question a man in a skirt will be no loss to us. We may put the house back on in April 2014, being run as a B&B or wait a year or two.
Over these last 5 weeks or so, there has been time when trousers were suitable for anyone but I have been out and about quite a lot in a skirt, in public since my last blog. Apart from the weekly grocery shopping, been to garden centers to acquire plants for clients, been walking the dogs on Middleham High Moor, on one occasion had a long talk with two women who come there themselves from time to time but never questioned my skirt or even gave the impression that they did. Any negative private opinion, if there was one, was kept private. Had a trip to Morecambe Bay, the dunes area, not the actual Morcambe town front. Got the occasional quick look but just as many would talk to both myself and my wife as normally when I use to go in trousers. We go there periodically during the Spring/Summer months and since May 2011 always skirted. My wife had a hospital debrief with the Consultant, all OK, nothing serious, but we both sat in skirts in the very busy waiting room, nattered to some, and had a long chat with two we see occasionally from our immediate area. They, like the area, know of my skirt wearing, never seen me previously in one but again it was as if I hadn't one on. Any negative thought was kept private.
Last weekend my wife, I and a friend had a long weekend in London. Traveled down by car this time, usually go by train, and as before was dressed as depicted on my web site all the time. There are some new photos in the photo gallery on my site www.theskirtedman.eu. We stopped at Sudbury Hall to break the journey, no problems as we toured the house, gardens and parish church, talked to some visitors, one even offered to take a photo of myself and my wife together. The staff treated me quite normally, and had a long conversation with 4 women who were overseeing a needlework exhibition. Not my cup of tea, but it is my wife's but the conversation was not about my skirts either. The whole time was as if I didn't have one on.
The hotel was great, including the staff. Only aware of one family staring continuously, until they had to leave the bar, and on the following two evening's always left as I came in. Two other couples gave the initial look and got on with life.
Travelling on the London Underground and overground on the Saturday was no problem, the odd quick look, but that was it. I never had an empty seat next to me, so the thought of this dreaded disease that they might catch obviously was not a problem. Our day at the British Museum, went to see the Pompeii and Herculaneum exhibition was also fine. Touring the other parts of the museum as well we will have past thousands of people and only three groups made an obvious remark and giggle, sufficient for me to hear but not directly at me. One was a middle aged couple, but she was in trainers, jeans etc. Two teenage girls were another, dressed just like modern teenage girls do, and a small group of teenagers, boys and girls, giggling, pointing and one was desperate to get a photo of me and then pass the camera to show her pals. All were in jeans, trousers, trainers etc.
This is not a problem, firstly they are entitled to a view, after all I do of them, but the big difference is I am not a hypocrite, intolerant or even a bigot. I acknowledge their freedom of choice, they cannot of others who do not dress or do what they consider is normal, but as I have said before, what is normal. A freedom fighter to one is another's terrorist. It's a fact of life when you have differing observations. The problems start by inflicting intolerance and being a bully by forcing your views, not respecting views.
The meal in the Italian restaurant went with out a hitch from a skirt point of view. Likewise on the Sunday, a day at Hampton Court Palace. I was not aware of anything other than the occasional quick look, "yes my eyes did see correct" look. Again the evening meal went well, nobody gave any disapproval look or remark.
I do not doubt over this weekend some will not agree with a man in a skirt but then that's life. Nothing in life has a 100% acceptance with all people. It was the same on the Monday. We dropped our friend off and went on to Levens Hall, near Kendal, Cumbria, then my wife wanted to go to Lakeland Plastics in Windermere before our previously booked meal at a pub which we use from time to time in the area. Over this weekend my wife noticed two other men wearing skirts, one in London, the other in Windermere in the station car park. Two in a weekend may be a drop in the ocean some of you may say, but if you have noted my thoughts from my blogs and web site, I do accept men in skirts is the minority, and it perhaps will never become mainstream like trousers for women have over these last 30 years, but 60 million population in the UK with all the numerous towns, cities, villages etc, what is the probability of being in the same place and the same time when you are the minority.
I did check twitter on the Saturday night, noted the usual quota of men in skirt sightings, negative comments and positive comments as well but nothing I could directly attach to my Saturday event at the British Museum with the group of teenagers photographing me. I did note one comment on Twitter on the Saturday evening which I replied to 3 days later on my return home, as this girl asked what was the world coming to, having seen a man in a skirt herself. When away I do not tweet, blog or research men in skirts for any new activity on the internet, but I wanted to see if my Saturday photo actually gave me internet news. I couldn't find it even looking harder on the Tuesday evening, including You Tube. Another time!
Talking about Twitter. I'm not a social network fan. I believe in actual contact and believe in true friends who are there for you in life not a person who wants to collect friends like tally marks. I do have a Facebook page purely to link my site within that social media community, and I rarely go on it. I have provided no information about me only a link to my site. A requested for a friend which I confirmed, ignored another and note from my G-mail account another person a few weeks back has asked, but as I say, I hardly look at it including my G-mail account. I should look at that recent request and perhaps put a note on my Facebook page, in frequently monitored, contact me via my web site. Another job to do. Twitter account #TheSkirtedMan was started late May and it is only for comments on Men in Skirts. I do not have the time for this 'banter' that takes place on it, but acknowledge others do, so each to their own. I use my account to promote men in skirts, my site, this blogspot and consider it an opportunity to engage in conversation with those I consider it worth while both negative and positive. Some of the comments it is just not worth responding to and quite honestly there are too many and as I have said, I promote men in skirts not spend my life on the internet, as the frequency of these blogs indicates.
I put about 30 to 40 minutes on most evenings on Twitter and that's it.
So that is a resume of the last 5 weeks of theskirtedman.
Until next time.