The Spinster's Exploits

Once again, the goddesses decided to stir things up for mice, men and feminists – but no complaints from me!

I am just back from a solo trip to my local Indian, where I had a lovely meal in a very quiet restaurant. I do eat alone in caffs, pubs and restaurants at lunchtime, but rarely in the evening when at home. I did debate a takeaway, but decided the restaurant would be nicer, and it was.

So, this morning, I kindly offered my Spiritual Elf a daytime slot for a catch-up and the chance to explain about answering questions in messages when they’re about meeting up… And it was after we arranged that, I had the Coffeeshop man’s message.

So I had a solo morning in bed catching up with Radio Wales news, followed by the fabulous Paddy O’Connell and Radio 4’s “Broadcasting House” – a perfect start. I ambled out for “The Observer” and continued my day as a liberal leftie cliché once again… Some TV, music, puzzles -Suguru is current favourite – and a bacon sandwich filled the delightful gaps.

And then my Elvish visitor arrived for cuppa and a chat – all very civilised – and of course I accepted the kind offer of a foot massage, but getting at my heels was easier lying down, and a shame not to have more of a massage, and a shame not to give my breasts some attention, and with all that attention it seemed a shame not to grab the trusty bullet vibe for my fourth orgasm of the weekend!

I’m still a liberal leftie cliché, but one who’s having a lot more fun than may be picked up from my everyday activities.