I am at the halfway mark of the process and the biggest thing that plays on my mind is clothes. Dressing Ridley was a hard, long and slightly disturbing process. I had to take the feet off Ridley to get the trousers on and this was an uncomfortable experience. It felt like I was amputating a limb as I struck the bolt to try and loosen it. Once the feet were off, the stumps of the legs seemed ugly and deformed. It felt better after they had been put back on and I initially liked Ridley clothed, this soon changed...and so begins a battle of wills.
I feel Ridley loves his clothes he enjoys the sense of fitting into the sea of people. I have had people mistake Ridley for a real human at a distance, only to recognize their mistake once closer. The clothes allow Ridley a renewed sense of belonging and also a bazar sense independence. The presence of pockets have also thrown up the question of belongings. Ridley now has the ability to keep things on his person, to carry small items and feel that they belong to him. At the moment the only item he had carried is my wallet...something that is mine. He is still yet to find something that he calls his own, and that he can fit into his pocket.
Here is the conflict, I think very little of the clothes. They make operation of Ridley a lot harder than it previously was and the extra weight is almost unbearable. I think they look a little ridiculous and Ridley wearing them is a bit of a gimmick, one of which I would avoid. This is the first time Ridley and I have disagreed over something. I want the clothes to go however there is an overwhelming sense that Ridley wants to keep them. Only time will tell who wins this; a compromise has to be reached.