I prefer not to play poker in the casino just now; it’s a dauntingly crowded environment while Covid infections are so high. Instead, I play in a London flat rented by two well-known local players, one of whom is a longstanding poker friend. Last time I played, I stayed in the flat the night before… Read More »
Just a bit of a lie down. Won’t be long. A chance to just breathe for a while, here on the bed.
I changed my walk this morning. I’d planned to walk through the water meadows; it’s a beautiful path first thing in the morning, all reeds and tall grasses, criss-crossed with streams and waterways. Close to the town, and yet pleasingly wild and unkempt. It would be especially beautiful on this bright, spring day.
Part 1 of this story is here. “What the actual fuck am I doing here?” I asked myself as I looked round the table in the private card room behind the main poker area in the Aria Casino. I took my seven and a half stacks of $100 chips (20 chips in each stack) out… Read More »
I realise that, at a time when so many are struggling and losing their jobs, a story of winning large amounts of money merely by playing a game, might seem out of tune with the times. However I enjoyed recollecting different times, times of travel and holidays and sunshine. I enjoyed reliving these remarkable few… Read More »
I wrote this a while ago but sat on it. I decided National Women’s Day might be a time to give it an edit and post it. Back in the days when my soon-to-be-ex wife was actively antagonistic towards me, fortunately long passed, one of her repeated barbs was: “You have a problem with strong… Read More »
Saturday afternoon finds me in THAT mood. You know the one! All kinky thoughts and no-one to share them with.
Emboldened by a lot of lovely positivity in response to my self-tie last week, I’ve had the rope out again.
I used to live here, lucky bastard that I am. Big barn conversation on an acre of land. Huge open spaces, wonderful light, a fantastic family home that everyone who visited it loved immediately. I hated it.
Not, I admit, a new picture; I’m a bit busy just now so I tried to edit this so I liked it. It’s taken in a hotel room in Asia; a memory of a different time.
I love this beautifully kinky painting, and have done since I first saw it. It’s by American artist Natalie Frank, who spent time in New York City’s dungeon underworld, gathering material for a striking set of images of Dominatrix’s and their clients. I know that underworld, and have visited Dominas in New York dungeons myself,… Read More »
I’ve been doing some sorting out ready to move just before Christmas.