Category Archives: Personal

Changing Priorities

Sometimes I have a stream of consciousness that expresses itself over many months.  Things that fill the mind in the small hours of sleeplessness.  Quite amazing the personal thoughts that end up here as if this was actually a totally private space.

Educating Innocence

It’s now a lost part of London, back then it was a simple forgotten backwater.  I loved the area when I visited.  R had a pokey little flat on the south side of the river, just a bit down stream from Woolwhich.  The view from the lounge was surprisingly magnificent, looking over towards the City Airport with the… Read More »

What’s in a Name ? Suggestions ?

What’s in a name ? Rather a lot, actually.  In an environment where you’re unlikely to see or meet the people you interact with, the name is your brand, your USP.

Thoughts from a Disturbing Picture

The @WhoresofYore account is a treasure trove, combining current sex worker advocacy with fascinating historical context and downright curiosities. She posted this curiosity of a picture which has all sorts of interesting things in it for my own darker kinks, fetishes and desires.

The Last Illusion

Love – the last illusion of the illusionless man This quote is from the very end of Le Carre’s Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy.  First read in my teen years, I always considered it rather profound.  As the years have gone by I’m not so sure that I know what it means now.

Self Indulgent Post – II

Today is a poignant day. Five years ago today I got the 5 am phone call to say that my mother had died.  By itself that was not a surprise, the end had been inevitable for some time. 

Nodal Involvement

The other weekend was a trip to Glyndebourne with the former mistress.  As well as lots of good food, the Glyndebourne experience (the opera was hit and miss, but this post isn’t a review) and too much alcohol late in to the nights, it was also a time for deep conversation. I must admit that this is an… Read More »

Solitary Isn’t Lonely

Before diving in to this one I must state that the post title means me and only me.  I’m well aware that many people struggle with loneliness and it can manifest as much in a crowd of people as it can in being alone.  They have my sympathies for something that can be very debilitating.

Colour, Style & Image. A Work In Progress.

You read something and it sets off a train of thought and sometimes if you think hard enough it leads to a just a little bit more understanding of your own outlook.

An Apology To (some) Doms

My knowledge and experience of male doms is limited and coloured from the past.

The Leisure of Slow Bondage

I love bondage, confinement and sensory deprivation.  The tighter the bondage, the greater the feelings of restraint and there are so many variations in how it can be implemented. When it comes to canes, whips and other means of inflicting pain and raising endorphins the mind is very focused on dealing with the immediacy of the pain and… Read More »

Wish Fulfilment vs Reality

I was ruminating on a variation of that old perennial of what would one do if one had the money to be free of the usual responsibilities.  Where my mind turned to was that this was a form of fantasy wish fulfilment.  Some of those wishes may be grounded in some reality but are generally unobtainable for now.… Read More »

Funny He Never Married

The late 1960’s comedy had lots of great television and radio performers revolving through lots of different programs.  For that reason I had to look up where this sketch came from.  It’s actually from “It’s Marty”, performed by Marty Feldman and Tim Brooke-Taylor. What brought it to mind this time was a telephone call with the father.  Any… Read More »

Legs Eleven – Twitter at its Finest

I hadn’t thought of posting today until an exchange on Twitter had melody in a bit of a spin – in a very nice way.

The Sexuality Question

That late teen rite of passage, the first visits to a nightclub.  I’ve no fond memories of it.  I recall migrating to a dark corner nursing a pint glass and surveying what was going on around me.  The deafening sound system, the delight in abandon so apparent in everyone, the drinking to oblivion.

A Personal Journey Through D/s Hypnosis – Part 3, Whose Thoughts Are They ?

To continue this occasional series, I thought I’d touch on a common misperception about hypnosis.  It’s the idea that the subject must be so weak-willed that they are overcome by the hypnotist and subject to their will and the suggestions or thoughts implanted by hypnosis. 

Why Do I Write This Blog ?

Being the flippant bugger I am, that question brings to mind the Bill Hicks Waffle House routine.

An Endorphin High – Without Pain

I don’t usually post about a session experience until some time has passed to put it in to context and understand what I learned.  This time is a bit different, it’s written the day after and there’s a big element of sub drop.  However, tiredness and lethargy don’t stop me thinking and I thought it might be interesting… Read More »

Innate Feminine Skills – Not Quite a Closed Door

As one tries to look feminine it becomes apparent that there seem to be lots of skills that females perform as if innate magic knowledge was placed inside them at birth.  That there ought to be some magic wand you can touch to transfer those skills.

A Personal Journey Through D/s Hypnosis – Part 2, The Sub-Conscious

The sub-conscious is a fantastic thing to explore and I’m still not really sure what it actually is.  In recognising what I call my sub-conscious it has certainly given me more understanding and confidence both with hypnosis and beyond.