This is it, this is us!
He is snoozing in an armchair next to me as the boat engine rumbles away behind us. Fuelling the warm radiators, the hot water, the…
Category: Moments
It wouldn’t be enough
A long time ago, in a small market town, there lived a woman who thought she knew what it was to be loved and that…
Owning pleasure – an about us post
I remember it so clearly. I was lying on my bed even though it was lunchtime, I was still wearing my underwear which was also…
Lessons I have learnt from grief
Those of you that follow me on twitter will have seen my message about my mum's death. She became ill with Corvid-19 around a week…
Go for a walk, then write about it
I was reminded the other day about the state known as subfrenzy. This is most notable in women who become aware of the concept of…
Love in a time of Corona Virus – when your relationship is LDR or complicated
I don't know about you but I am aware of tears not being far away most of the time. Outwardly I am doing OK, if…
Eroticon 2020 virtual meet and greet
NAME (and Twitter if you have one) Hi I'm eye and on twitter I am @_Masterseye Tell us 3 things you are most looking forward…
Regrets – I have a few, but then again …
How far do you go back? Before I was a woman, before I felt autonomous, before I was a mother, before I was a wife,…
“Like a frog slow boiled”
This post covers abusive relationships, co-dependency and CPTSD. Please do not read if you feel this might not be helpful post, and be warned that…
#F4TFriday – pride
And yet, and yet... we sit in a packed bar and get third place rosette for dressage, and your grin and your head explodes with…