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[Angela M...]

Hi Jeangurl, thanks for the post and I love to hear about your adventures and those of others as we grew to adult hood. (Well somewhat anyway) and I really like to hear about England during the war as I was born in Manchester in 1949 and left to come to Canada in 1957. I do remember some of my early childhood in England and with the help of old photo's I have vague memories of wearing real rubber panties as a baby, sometimes without a nappy so perhaps that is why I love rubber panties so much. I first started to wear my sisters knickers and dresses at about age 5 when we were playing dress up games with the girls next door and as dad was away at work mom didn't seem to mind, but there was one time when I was 6 or 7 that dad caught me and as I had longish blond hair he did a double take thinking I was the little girl next door. When he stopped and came back for a second look he told me to change and get my coat. He quickly took me to the local barber for a short haircut and told me not to dress up anymore. My mother was a bit upset when she saw my golden locks were gone but she never went against my dad. I too was heartbroken as I loved my long blond hair and I didn't speak to dad for awhile after that.