Nearing the end of lock down

Okay, so we're in a semi-lock down, 82 confirmed cases over the last 2 weeks and I can still function using social distancing and "click and collect".
It does mean I can't relax at a coffee shop, browse the hardware or clothes shops.
Wife and I instead purchased a coffee and had a lovely beach stroll this weekend.

Okay - not going to mention most of my time was spent removing a wall, re-routing power cables and assembling a 9 x 6 foot kitchen unit (still plenty of work left as the kitchen configuration changes every few hours).

 

Actually, maybe should mention it as it caused me a bit of trouble - I was folding up all the cardboard from the kitchen unit, on the rear deck when the wife saw me and had a grumble about the fact the neighbours might see me (in my pretty blue top, large boobs, black denim mini skirt and bright pinky/red pvc leggings).

Not like my kids or grandchild cared, it's all about what the neighbours would think of my wife, for allowing me to relax in such a way, so I found out during our beach walk.

Catsuit I wore dinner on Thursday

So you read my last blog about Thursdays dinner and how I wore a dress over my catsuit.
I've had a bit of feedback about it so I decided to show it off a bit more (it does feel nice to wear)

If I'm in a more extrovert mood, I prefer to wear it like I did this morning.

The guy at the counter doing my coffee said, "here you go sir" - It didn't phase me at all, I'm just happy I wasn't scary to him, he was polite and the coffee was good as usual. Seeing the video, I'm not surprised I wasn't mistaken for a female (I don't have issues if my body is masculine).



Once I got home, wife opened the door to let me in and after making her coffee I decided to try a few more outfits while still nicely snuggled in my catsuit.

Denim mini

Denim mini & jumper

Denim mini and crop top

Dinning in Newmarket restaurant

Thursday 4 pm.

Changed into my shiny catsuit and a dress over, I visited my local cafe hoping for a coffee and get to read the paper. Unfortunately the old girl in front of me grabbed the paper after offering up all her small coins for her cup of hot water and a bit of food.

A lady sitting close by waiting for her take away coffee, and I were just smiling as the old girl fumbled around in her purse for an eternity.

By 5.30pm, I found myself in the large shopping center at Newmarket, in a restaurant at the roof garden.

I was treated really well, excellent service & food. 

Some ladies at an adjacent table gave me the once over, I just smiled and they continued with their group chat. A couple of other ladies came in and chose a table near me, but were so busy catching up with the gossip, I probably wasn't noticed.

I'm unsure if it was the drink or the fact all levels of the car park looked the same too me, but it took me a while to find my car (it wasn't on level 2, but level 2m). 

I thought I might have been the only cross dresser in the shopping center, but I wasn't, and I liked that.