Sometimes you just have to ask, Why? It happened yesterday, Sainsbury’s Ladbroke Grove, yes Sainsburys again. Strange things happen to me in Sainsbury’s. Yesterday was no exception. Over the last two decades I have spent much time and rather a lot of money in this emporium. Indeed had a photographer taken a photo of me … More Why?
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Six Chihuahuas, a pair of very sexy high-heel shoes, former Soviet President Kruschev, oh and a woman interfering with my buttocks all in the name of Hippocrates. The last 72hrs have been turbulent, the weather has been crap, but the last few days I have got my arse into gear and…
Six Chihuahuas, a pair of very sexy high-heel shoes, former Soviet President Kruschev, oh and a woman interfering with my buttocks all in the name of Hippocrates. The last 72hrs have been turbulent, the weather has been crap, but the last few days I have got my arse into gear and been charging about. I … More Dogs, Drugs and the Soviet Block
I’ve done it this weekend, it wasn’t about the money itself, it was the act of paying for it, for services rendered as you might say. I know lots of men do it, I never thought I would, but this weekend I did. Do i feel guilty? Yes a little, I know my mother bless … More My Guilty Secret shared
If I were a Hercules I would capture the moon and the stars and place them in the skies above you so that you never know darkness. As I am just a man, the heavens are beyond my reach, but all I possess is yours without the asking I will journey with you, explore and … More My Valentine
Saturday morning I took myself off to the meditation class at my local Buddhist centre ( £8 donation, includes Biscuits and a selection of teas) – two hours meditation can be exhausting I haven’t been to the centre for a month or two, I realise I have missed it a lot. The meditation for definite, … More Orang-Utans & Lipstick Lesbians
At 4am this morning I was wide awake and trying not to be, thinking again, far too much bloody thinking thats my problem. Before I didnt think enough, now I think too much. Last night I felt like the pits, in bed unable to sleep, my head a mash of miserable negative thoughts, it’s not … More Mischief from the darkness
How it all started The Book of Dates – A fifty year old’s journey Circumstances have brought me to a crossroads, where after 21 years of marriage I am alone for the first time. This state of affairs came about in part as a result of my hugely successful efforts to avoid a social life … More How it started
