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2017

A wise yet flawed man I once knew would often remind me that although the good times in life were something to be cherished, it was equally important to never get too comfortable. A philosophy that sums up the year 2017 for your humble narrator really rather well. 2016 as you may remember was an extravagant one for me. I travelled the world, experienced many different things, lost friends to death, love to time and spiritually I was in better health then I’d ever been with a clear and positive recognition of the man I had become. Needless to say…

My Sexy Woke Summer

So that’s summer done with. Hope you all had a good one. Mine was a bit subdued this year. No Phileas Fog adventures across several continents for me to write about this time. But where I aint been traveling I have reverted back to my once favorite activity of dating and shagging. Remember when I used to write about that? After the baron sex drive years that were my mid 20’s I’ve found that for some reason the ladies have all of a sudden perked their interest for me once again and seeing as quite a lot of them were…

2015

As I sat down to write what has become my traditional annual review I did immediately think ‘blimey am I writing another one of these already?’ That may have been partly to do with last year’s entry being a near 20,000 word confessional stream of conscious that took me over a month to write and was an experience that at the time I found very therapeutic. Writing it helped me process a lot of what was an absolute emotional roller coaster of a year and I recommend it to anyone who’s had a challenging one. This year has been alot…

Cunts

This is the second draft of an entry I’d near enough all but completed before my version of office decided it wanted to crash and delete all my work. I’m usually very good at saving my work as I go, but ah well. This entry is a request from a very fun lady I have very recently become friendly with. I assure you the first version was loads better then this. I often find that when it comes to appreciating the figures of women in all parts of daily life it’s the 3 usual suspects that are commented on and…

Sun, Sex and Psychedelics – BOOM 2014 review

‘The fucking gauze was in there the whole time!’ I laughed to myself whilst sat on a rock on the shore of the lake. I’d just spent a further 40 minutes trying to track down another stall to sell me a sheet for my pipe after I assumed I lost it whilst fucked along with the second pack of fags in the space of a few hours. To be fair to myself I had spent the day drinking, and the evening shoveling trips and pills inside of me. ‘fuck it’ I thought, just bang the lot. I perched myself onto…

Fetishes and fantasies I have known and loved

My celibacy continues. Not through choice but through circumstance I suppose. I did have a date during the time from when last I posted, a nice day out it was too. A few drinks in an ale pub, a walk through a food and drink festival on the Southbank, then a gig and what I suppose you’d call an after party with a couple of her friends who were both interesting and lovely people. It was certainly one of my more fun dates, however a few ‘how’s it going’ texts and email correspondents later and she quite abruptly shot me…

Sex, Drugs and Out in the Open

The other day whilst thinking of content for this humble musing, I started to think over not just my successes but also my missed opportunities. Anyone who is successful at anything will probably give the same advice ‘always learn from your mistakes’. This is sound advice unless like me you are someone who makes his lion’s share of his mistakes whilst under the influence of drugs and/or alcohol. I also started to reflect on all my experiences of having sex in public places and have found an interesting correlation between blowing it with birds – being shit faced –…

Some girls are bigger then others

When I started to write this blog I began to reflect on the number of girls that I’ve had it off with. I’m still not sure but it’s between 15 and 20. The reason I cant remember the exact number is probably because I was either too drunk or totally uninspired by the experience, but also because the vast majority of it was totally meaningless. Having given it a good hard think though, I reckon I’m on 17. Judging that since the age of 19 I’ve averaged 4 birds a year, adding on the few scattered experiences before that leading…

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