• Sinful Sunday

    #SinfulSunday – pretty in pink

    I have been travelling and this is my first Sunday morning in my own bed for three weeks. My body still hasn’t adjusted to all the time and climate shifts and I wake early these days. Lacking sexy inspiration this week got me thinking about what my body needs right now and I find it is comfort and warmth. My old cotton pyjamas and a hot water bottle as I wait for the dawn give me those things. Hope your Sunday is a good one, sinful or not, and don’t forget to click on the lips to see more of the wonderful images created for your enjoyment

  • Words

    Searching for a better song to sing..

    I’m all right with you, here in this room; but when I saw those people you were with I couldn’t come in. I would have seized up. Because I’m a freak. I can’t talk to the people I live with any more. An’ I can’t talk to the likes of them on Saturday, or them out there, because I can’t learn the language. I’m a half-caste. I went back to the pub where Denny was, an’ me mother, an’ our Sandra, an’ her mates. I’d decided I wasn’t comin’ here again. I went into the pub an’ they were singin’, all of them singin’ some song they’d learnt from the…