Saturday night hotel room

I said a while ago that I’d try to write my blog more often, which means keeping it short, and only going in depth on the unusual or the especially exciting.
I hope this will be one of the short ones, though it kind of followed on from Friday night, because I got home all [...]

Clackers

I said on Friday I thought this would be the last warm weekend of the summer, so I thought I’d better make the most of it. Good start on the bridge, anyway, and I’ll own up to re-living a lot of the details during a long Saturday afternoon bath with a little vibrating rubber duck [...]

DIARY OF A (FAIRLY) NORMAL SATURDAY PART 2

Sorry I had to stop yesterday… it’s so much work doing this, even when I tried to keep a diary to make it easier. Anyway, where were we? Oh yes. Let’s go on from there…

8.00pm
The taxi arrives dead on time and I get in very demurely. We\ don’t mess with taxi drivers who call [...]

DIARY OF A (FAIRLY) NORMAL SATURDAY

It’s been a while since I wrote anything in here.
Sorry for the delay, but it’s really quite a lot of work. But I’m going to try and do a bit from time to time, and since someone asked me a couple of weeks ago to tell him about our next encounter I thought it would [...]

Party, party

If you’re a regular reader of these pages (thanks a lot, by the way. I bet it takes almost as much hard work to read them as it does to write) then you’ll know that the things I talk about are either something that’s just happened that I think you may find interesting, or something [...]

SEX WITH PEOPLE I DON’T LIKE/2

Before we start, it just occurred to me that I might have been confusing (or worse, upsetting) people in part one of this, by using the word uglies pretty much indiscriminately. For the record, uglies is a word we use between ourselves to mean all those people who I wouldn’t normally look at twice, never [...]

FIT YOUNG LADS/2

Right, I’m going to try to make this one short and to the point, instead of rambling on like I usually do and ending up getting nowhere. Apart from enjoying my memories, I suppose, and I certainly do that.
Although it’s not a hundred per cent enjoyable, I have to say, because sometimes when I [...]