Friday, 29 June 2012

Over Shoulder Boulder Holder

Just read a brilliant post by Dr G's Vintage about comfy undies, and thought what a great idea to write a post for the ladies who are endowed with more booby than is practicable.

Now I'm not talking about the fake ones, I'm talking about the real ones. The ones that can make your life a living hell.


I don't know anything about statistics and I've not done a poll, but I do know there are lots of women in this country with such huge breasts they can affect their everyday life. I know this as I have a pair of these huge monstrosities, that I have to lug around 24 hours a day.

 I can't wear pretty delicate lacy underwear, I have to wear something that resembles the scaffolding around Battersea Power Station! 

The delicate stuff just isn't up to the job, the straps are too thin and cut into your shoulders like cheese wire, imagine carrying a really heavy carrier bag all day that's cutting into your fingers and you can't put down. Then there is the problem with the cup size, it's either too low or the material hasn't enough elastic to hold you in, and you get the unflattering double breasted look, or they spill out under the armpits, both of which are very uncomfortable!

Then you get the under-wired ones, manufacturers will have you believe under-wires offer support. They might do if you are of a normal size, but I wouldn't know. When you are carrying around something that is nearly the same weight as a couple of bags of sugar, under-wires do absolutely nothing except dig into your ribs and the skin under your arms, feeling much like they are trying to get into your internal organs.

Very few shops stock the large over-sized  bra's which makes getting new ones difficult. 

The only real option is online, and that can be a nightmare. The manufacture of over-sized bra's has improved greatly over the last 10 years or so, but as any woman knows, you really need to try it on. Manufacturers sizes vary greatly, and so do the shape of womens breasts.

 Last time I went to buy a bra, I was lucky enough to find a shop that had some that were nearly my size. I tried on 17 before I found one that fitted. Great I've found a bra, so I ask for 6 more as I really needed to replace my old ones, only to be told I will have to order the rest as they only carry one size of each style in stock. How frustrating, if I had been of a normal size I could have bought them there and then!

Then there are the physical problems. The constant back pain because of carrying what amounts to a heavy ill fitting rucksack on your front, and the bleeding shoulders because of the constant digging in of the straps, and the never ending war against fungal infections underneath these alien life forms!

Then when it comes to finding clothes, it's yet another nightmare. You can't wear anything strapless, low cut or with thin straps, because of the huge ugly bra you have on underneath.  I hear somebody saying "Why not use Tit Tape?" I'll tell you why, it  isn't up to the job, now if they made it with Superglue then maybe! 

Any seams or lace on the bra show though the front of thin blouses, and you can always see how wide the straps and back strap are through the back of anything tight fitting.

After a lot of years you have had enough of this living hell, so you go to the Doctor to ask for a Breast Reduction. Only to be told that very few are done by the NHS as it is not classed as a medical problem, you will have to go private!

Yet if you want a breast enlargement, all you have to say is the size of your breasts make you feel unhappy about your body image,  and voila you can get bigger breasts on the NHS.

How unfair is that!!!

 
  

Thursday, 28 June 2012

Chuffin' Unbelievable!!!

Yesterday I had to go to the Admin Building to sort out some courses for my IT training and would you believe it, out of all the hundreds of courses available to staff, there are no IT ones, plus I had to miss my 30 minute meal break to do it!

Chuffin' unbelievable!!!

Me being me, I then decided to use my initiative (see, I'm not always as daft as people think I am) and phoned the on site education center, where I had done my Maths and English GCSE's  three years ago, and had also started and paid for the  ECDL (please don't ask what it stands for I don't know, but it's an IT course) to see if they still ran it.

As luck would have it I spoke to my old tutor, who spookly remembered me, even though he must have dealt with thousands of people since he last saw me.

Saturday, 23 June 2012

A Cunning Plan *but still no answers*


It seems like an absolute age since I last had some news to update on the Job/Medical Retirement/Dismissal interviews.

On Wednesday had another long train Journey this time to Portsmouth

HMS Warrior

My New Phone


Not sure what came over me, the other weekend, I dragged Himself into the Vodafone shop and decided I wanted a new phone, as the contract had run out on my old one a few years ago, and the battery is always letting me down, so I have to carry my old Nokia X6 and my sons old iPhone all the time, to ensure that I have a fully charged phone should I ever need to make an emergency call.

So I'm now the proud owner of a HTC One S. I've no idea how it works yet, but gave the camera a quick go and I love the quality of the picture (for a phone that is). 



Zoomed in as much as camera will go,
as sculpture on other side of canal in Guildford

It even lets me crop pictures, don't you just hate it when something creeps into shot, like that red car!!!


It does so many different things, most of which I will never, ever use. My mobile phone is only ever used to make phone calls (shock horror) and take pictures, I have no need of anything else. I like being stuck in the past, but can appreciate the benefits of technology. 

Here are a few random shots I've taken with it.


Flower in a box Guildford High Street



Not an appropriate way to display the Union Jack!!! The Square, Guildford


Fantastic window display in Godalming Shoe Shop, Godalming
I love it

HMS Warrior Portsmouth Dockyard
Obviously it makes good phone calls too, it came in very useful for when Himself was in hospital as I finally learnt how to send texts, and we were in constant contact, which was nice.

My New Phone


Not sure what came over me, the other weekend, I dragged Himself into the Vodafone shop and decided I wanted a new phone, as the contract had run out on my old one a few years ago, and the battery is always letting me down, so I have to carry my old Nokia X6 and my sons old iPhone all the time, to ensure that I have a fully charged phone should I ever need to make an emergency call.

So I'm now the proud owner of a HTC One S. I've no idea how it works yet, but gave the camera a quick go and I love the quality of the picture (for a phone that is).