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