Footprint In The Sand

A coupleof days ago I was stopping at a rounda abour at my home town and I looked up and realising where I was thought "There used to be a Tgirl shop or something around here." Well possibly. In summer/autumn 2007 what with the girl suddenly emerging I started looking on the Interne for resources. It was my second trip to Lacies during the holiday where I bought a wig, hair was too long but colour was OK and it was totally necessary for the look. Without the wig the effectis so much lesshave mentioned this before. I can remember looking down and seeing shoes with stiletto heels, really wanted to buy them but foolishly reckoned could not afford them, even though had a credit card. This mistake I was to deeply regret for several months wearing flat male shoes which just might look femme or no shoes at all with the "bridal" white stockings from the wire bin in the shop. Coming back from Brighton on the pack there was a bustier, white stockings, a black mini skirt, some makeup "I can do you a makeup kit for £25" and the wig.
The Internet on a single site which looked handcoded on Notepad, had a reference to a shop in my home town, several times from a public phone box selected for maximun seclusion I tried the number. Each time with no success. Finally one time I got through and got a womans voice "ehh that shop has not been here for years." And there you have it. Then there were so few resources and so hardly known so it ia not surprising that info was out of date.  I was at a Trans party where someone mentioned a Trans shop which closed down and used to be there but was only really known by word of mouth. Suppose you need a sufficiently large population of people to keep resources going, as well as the place getting word of mouth passed around knowledge, especially preinternet. Tranny party I knew about from a small A5booklet which you could pickup from certain pubs in Brighton. I could have gone to T T party a year earlieror even Lacies a year earlier. Cetainly knew they were there and was tempted.
There was also a mention of a dressing service in Darlington. again acted as if in Soviet Bloc country and phoned up. When got through guy outlined the dressing and said "would you be wanting any other services?" It was slightly too far and that rather put me off. May have been no worse than the place at Brighton by the church but that had a website and was reccommnded. 
Once there used to be sex workers cards in phoneboxes with "imaaginitive" pics. They have gone which is probably fair as it was literally in your face and young people could see them.
Once the girl was clearly here to stay spent forever on the Internet to try to get a handle on things. To an extent ended up putting my life on hold while changed direction. How much harder would things have been if the Internet had not been there? Exchange and Mart and "Transformations, oh dear, notgood at all.