After a horrid week and more of flu, two weeks with no fun and not even enough energy to write a word of blog, I finally went out on Saturday, and a late night with too much Baccardi and lots of lovely finger-happy men seems to have fixed me perfectly. Or maybe it was the [...]
So it’s finally here. The list, I mean. You know those must-do books? A hundred things you absolutely HAVE to do before you die? Canoe down the Amazon, hang-glide off Ayers Rock, see the Pyramids, etc? I’ve got a better one.
A hundred sexual acts you must experience before you die. I haven’t bothered to [...]
Saturday was a bit grim, as far as weather goes, and we decided that winter is here already. That makes playing outdoors less fun than it it is in summer, and means we go out less, stay home more. For the first time this year, though, we drove into town, checked into a hotel, left [...]
Just a quickie about Friday night. I said I wouldn’t get long-winded about nights when nothing unusual happened, but I thought I’d mention this.
Sat in a club, legs apart, knickers on display, dribbling gently and waiting to see who |I might attract when I noticed half a dozen lads watching me from by the bar. [...]
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 [...]
Friday night, out with a bunch of girls.
Not my usual friends, so no more repeats of what happened last time. I think a few of them were a bit too embarrassed about that and will probably never mention it again. It’s hardly been discussed round the wine-bar table, so you can tell how they feel. [...]
Gosh, this is turning into a book, and it’s a little bit scary, because once again I find that when I write it all down like this I’m more or less making a list of all the bad things I’ve ever done, and it’s a worryingly long one. Reading it back makes me sound like [...]
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 [...]
Another quick diary!
Friday night – girls night out. All the wine bar gossip was about Carol.
She’s our age, late thirties, single mum of three, and been seeing a much younger lad – we think 23. Now she’s married him. Turns out we can all understand taking him to bed. All six of us at [...]
Here’s the new-style diary-type blog, from last weekend, then, short and sweet. Or short and naughty, to be honest.
We had two nights out, because it was a Bank Holiday, so Friday we went round the bars, had a flash and a flirt, a few snogs and 2 or 3 gropes. So I was more than [...]
