WATCHING… (sinful sunday)
I’ll admit that, once in a while, I’ll find myself on porn sites; not often, and usually when we’ve been apart for a while. Perhaps unsurprisingly, I have eclectic tastes.
Monthly Archives: April 2020
OVER THE WORKTOP (sinful sunday)
I wrote a blog post a long time ago about how it might be to be in a relationship where kinks were acknowledged and shared. If I remember correctly, one of the possible scenes I imagined had one partner, feeling in the right mood, pushing the other over the kitchen worktop for a spanking.
DEALING WITH IT
I’ve spent time on my own before, but not like this, not week after week of it, not forced by external circumstances rather than by choice. Much of the time I’m doing fine, but occasionally the pandemic seems like a tidal wave, and the loneliness locks me to the ground so I can only wait… Read More »
MORNING DIG (sinful sunday)
I wouldn’t say I had yet fully made the conversion to happy gardener; my work tends to come in sporadic, short bursts, but I certainly tackle it more willingly than I used to. It provides a healthy and potentially productive way to fill the long, empty gaps that Covid-bloody-19 has forced into my life.
BLIP AND BLOP – isolation
Blop the goldfish looked longingly at his darling Blip, as she swam round in her bowl, tidying scraps and cleaning the inside of the glass. Somehow, being able to see her and wave a fin at her from time to time made it worse.
EPI (sinful sunday)
A plus of solo lockdown is the time and inclination to return to baking. It seems half the country wants to make bread now and my Twitter TImeline and DMs are suddenly full of rising times and sourdough starters and I’m fine with all of it.