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…

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Glastonbury 2017

What a difference a year makes…. I have flashbacks of last years Glastonbury and sometimes they make me quiver… The mud, the rain and the Brexit vote all playing a huge role in the atmosphere. The heavy Sunday meth induced comedown of no sleep, sitting in mud and drizzle nursing a Guinness with too much head on it and of course the tragic news of Pritchards passing – I saw the festival as test for the 3 months of globe trotting and festival adventures I was about to embark on. So 12 months and 10 festivals later I was due…

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