A happy childhood

‘Now I understand how much my mother cared for our happiness and education,

not all children are so lucky’

There’s more to sharing these photographs than just doing something to pass the time, no. Like you all I take a great deal of care before publishing and some of you will guess these are again treasured personal pictures of mine which introduce and lead into my following two posts.

Very few childhood photos exist in print simply because we’re talking 35mm film rather than digital cameras of today so easy to snap you can capture ten in quick succession, my brother has thousands stored on external hard drives.

ūüėÄ However in ‘olden days’ of decades past a ‘film’ photographer had 24 exposures, 24 chances at perhaps capturing just a couple of good pictures and only visible two weeks later when returned from developing.

But be aware those following two Posts are both personal opinions and relevant to the dark times we live in 2017, though they’re NOT Politically motivated. ūüôā I only hope, yikes, that I haven’t over hyped them.

I digress, ALWAYS a failing of mine!

We three photographed whilst cycling Oxfordshire

I began this Post with ‘Now I understand how much my mother cared for our happiness and education, not all children are so lucky’. Only much later as an adult do you realise the actions of a parent are planned with care and forethought, as children my mother would take my brother and I, just the three of us, on daytrips to places of interest or picnicked cycle rides around the quiet leafy lanes of Oxfordshire. I said forethought because these adventures were carefully planned to be fun and educational hence our daytrips to places of interest like London…………….. to be continued.

Photos of daytrips to London (below)

Photos of daytrips to London (below)

Three more ūüôā

© Andrew

My Fidget Pad toy, (2:2)

How time fly’s by, a few weeks ago I posted Andrew plays with himself featuring my new Amazon purchased Fidget Pad (with video), and now it’s nearing end of June already!

But not to worry here’s Part 2 and btw I’ve written something else which I’ll publish in a few days time (now in draft). Short story, I visited London last week and have a tale to tell.

A disclaimer, if you’ve read my blog before you may be relieved to know the day wasn’t about getting laid, I did have a casual liaison early June mind but that’s a whole different story! Ever heard the saying ‘there’s a first time for everything’, well when she took her bra off my eyes were drawn to two thin red lines beneath her breasts, she’d had implants hadn’t she, first time I’ve ever squeezed falsies!

My verdict? :/ Silicone is rather tooo firm for my liking, ok I guess but in my opinion natural is always best, as an aside why do women feel they have to go under the surgeons knife especially when sagging empty boobs are just as lovely ‚̧

Back to this damn Fidget Pad ūüėÄ

This’ll be a short post because I’m in two minds as to whether this over-hyped product is worth the expense,¬†Fidgets pass the time, but my advice is if you’re gonna buy a Pad or Cube keep in mind you could get just as much fidgeting enjoyment from playing with a clothes peg…………you know the one with the metal spring.

I’m perhaps being a little disingenuous, these toys are very tactile and I do find myself fiddling with the buttons switches and rotating toggles whilst doing other things such as watching YouTube videos. But as for all those bold medical claims, I’m totally unqualified to say if Fidget Toys are a comfort to those with ADHD or Autism, I do hope so and wouldn’t it be interesting to hear what parents or medical experts have to say rather than just corporate Amazon.

Posts to come soon, Andrew



We have to learn to live together

2 year old Ameer Hussein laying flowers near London Bridge

© London Evening Standard

I have to admit¬†I was¬†in two minds whether to write something after London’s Terror Attack,¬†so much has already been broadcast and written about but then I came across this photograph of 2 year old Ameer Hussein laying flowers¬†close to the scene. London Manchester and Britain¬†must heal divisions after¬†these horrendous attacks or there’s no hope is there? We have to remember Britain is a multicultural society, perhaps redress the balance with imagery,¬†fewer pictures of Counter Terrorism Police and more¬†photos reminding us¬†that in order to move on Faiths¬†have to¬†learn to live together or at least coexist peacefully.




Andrew plays with himself

(Call this Part 1. I just filmed¬†the video AND thought why not make a start ūüôā )

Question. Do you have something you play with when you’re bored?

Of course the answer’s¬†“YES!”

Only trouble is, it’s not socially acceptable to play with¬†one’s genitals whilst sitting in the dentists waiting room is it? ūüėÄ So we’re talking phew” toys!

(Mind you¬†I have an ‘on-the-bus’ story I may share one day ūüėČ )

Ok if you¬†watched¬†MY YouTube video first you’ll have deduced I’m NOT¬†talking tales¬†of¬† pleasure, read my¬†Posts and you’ll know I’m rather¬†obsessed¬†with that,¬†no watch the video and you’ll know I’m referring tooo…….

Fidget Toys!

…..and¬†unless you’ve been living under a stone you’ll¬†know ‘Fidget Stress Toys’ are products designed by an American non profit Organisation¬†for those suffering from anxiety or¬†ADHD,¬†or just as important to Play with!

To be continued………………………

¬© Video filmed by Andrew, narrated by Andrew, uploaded on my YouTube, apologies for a rather short Post, call¬†this an Intro¬†ūüôā )

Andrew ūüôā

She played La Valse d’Amelie for me

:/ Shows how long I’ve been¬†away from WordPress,¬†a¬†lady¬†I used to Follow¬†I’ll refer to as P¬†is now a married woman! Yep 3 months ago she was a blogging single mum¬†of five children¬†then yesterday evening I read¬†her most recent Post and she’s sharing¬†photographs of her¬†new wedding, lovely pictures of a happy smiling couple holding hands exchanging wedding rings and she’s dressed in virgin white which would make her smile if she read this. Of course I wrote a sincere comment congratulating her and wishing¬†them both¬†well, truly I’m so pleased because she used to be such an unhappy blogger and seeing her¬†visibly in love¬†really brightened up my day.

Just shows life is too short to be wasting time feeling sorry for yourself (Andrew), you may have guessed the saying ‘seize the day’ came to mind, Wow!¬†lady P is¬†now married, who’d have thought!

A different blogger I still read time to time, a wise middle aged lady¬†named S once wrote something I’ve never forgotten, you know one of those memorable life quotes that stick in the mind probably because they¬†personally resonate,¬†usually¬†applicable to oneself. In fact the quote has resided in one of my Draft Posts for six months. Perhaps¬†I thought one day I’ll¬†write about¬†lady S’s thoughts, well you guessed looking at P’s wedding pictures yesterday¬†brought her saying back to mind. Shall¬†I share? Remember I’ve never forgotten:

A friend ………becomes a lover……..becomes a wife

Such a crystal clear¬†incisive piece of writing don’t you think?¬†Read¬†again and¬†the¬†sentiment therein¬†appears so logical,¬†love’s Holy Grail,¬†the secret to a long lasting blissful happiness and¬†perhaps¬†she conjures images in your own mind, people you’ve known throughout your life, opportunities relationships you may have missed out on ….or ACTED upon ūüôā .

Read¬†a second time¬†and you’ll perhaps¬†agree this lady’s¬†blogged message cannot be transposed¬†in order¬†to work, let me explain. Let us say¬†two lovers¬†become matrimonial husband and wife, HOWEVER imagine they¬†were not¬†friends to¬†begin with, will their¬†relationship last?

Transpose again. First¬†keep in mind¬†sex is a bonding mechanism throughout nature between two mammals. Now¬†our two friends¬†have become husband and wife¬†however¬†they were virgins before marriage and didn’t have sex thereafter, happens!¬†Even though a deep friendship made for a happy marriage would¬†could it fail because¬†of¬†the absence of sexual fulfilment? Especially if¬†one more than the other desperately needed intimacy? Perhaps failure is the wrong word and unhappy marriage is nearer the truth?

…… ūüėĬ†by now¬†you’ll have worked out¬†my final math life conundrum. If two friends become lovers¬†however their lustful¬†consummation didn’t blossom into marriage, if two sexually attracted friends (note could be same sex)¬†met only¬†for fabulous¬†f*cking, with no thoughts of marriage, no long term commitment, again would¬†the relationship ever last? Probably not, a relationship based purely on sex seems shallow loveless and bereft of happiness.

So lol do you now understand my preoccupation with an order that cannot be broken transposed? For a relationship to work,¬†‘a friend becomes a lover becomes a marriage’, is¬†a path you¬†must follow and theoretically the answer is you¬†discovered your soulmate.

Back to Lady’s S’s shared wisdom.

Am I wrong here? Can you understand why I’ve never forgotten this lady’s¬†prophetic words? Ok¬†her reply to my long forgotten comment is¬†a simplistic¬†phrase taken¬†from romantic paperback fiction¬†but I think she’s¬†correct and I’ll never be convinced otherwise.

I’m SO curious? What did I write¬†warranting¬†her¬†reply?

So I hear you ask what¬†has a YouTube video of a¬†young¬†lady playing Amelie on piano got to do with all¬†my nonsense? Nothing¬†ūüėĬ†except¬†I’ll tell you¬†I’ve been making a nuisance of myself¬†around YouTube, I have my own little Channel don’t you know.

Well short story I follow¬†a lady pianist because she’s both beautiful and I adore listening to her play people’s requests,¬†and because¬†La Valse d’Amelie is a favourite of mine and the talented¬†lady asks for requests, I¬†suggested this tune¬†and¬†she played it for me……..well¬†I like to imagine just for me either way¬†her piano playing video was at my suggestion¬†plus I’m a sucker for a gorgeous¬†face.

Andrew ūüôā

Re. Goals for my YouTube Channel, also blog Post

Alyssa just¬†to back up the comment I left on your YouTube Vlog¬†ūüôā here’s a¬†brief quick¬†message. Short story, I stopped ‘blogging’ (loosest sense of the¬†word) because I guess I well ran out of ideas, then¬†I¬†didn’t write¬†for a few days, which became a week, which became¬†a month, three!………………. and before¬†you know it I’d finished………..shame really ūüė¶

(This Blog Andrew was well received as in likes and comments which was nice and¬†my Posts are¬†supremely honest, much like your Vlog,¬†however I’m¬†not to be over-thought about, more airport paperback than word weighty literature……no heavy topics¬†just hopefully Posts that amuse and interest).

X-ray of a human skull, not mine read on!

…………..and a blog Post.

Here’s a thing, perhaps I will¬†write something today, like at present I’m signed off six weeks from work because I tripped walking across Market Square, hit my head on the pavement and fractured my cheek bone in four places!!! One fracture depressed as well. But I’ll survive ūüôā

Then I was driven by ambulance to Oxford’s A and E Hospital where I spent 10hours being X-rayed, cut stitched and importantly observed because I’d suffered a blow to the head :/ I say 10hours, but that’s ok I’m NOT complaining,¬†our National Health Service is a wonderful British Institution, where if¬†required¬†you can visit and see¬†skilled Doctors and Surgeon’s, who’ll¬†assesse and treat¬†you and the care is absolutely free. But I’m afraid¬†the 10hours waiting time is synonymous with an overstretched underfunded health service but again¬†that’s ok I’m¬†happy to wait my turn¬†ūüôā

Incidentally for all you morons who voted for BREXIT, our Health Service workers namely cleaners Doctors Nurses Surgeons are employed from right across the globe……every Country under the sun…….shame on you for voting out.

That’s enough Politics ūüôā

United Kingdom ambulance

On the bright side, there I was sitting on a bed with curtains pulled around and every fifteen minutes a nurse would ‘pop-in’ lol to check I was compos mentis and still in the land of the living……….jury’s out on¬†whether I was interesting to speak to but seriously they were lovely and all under age 25? What about that then! I ain’t no perv btw.

And I forgot to tell you¬†all three ambulance Paramedics were¬†ladies and one of them looked like she could have been a supermodel, tall slim beautiful hair tied in a bun, but seriously all caring humane professional delightful young women………and very amusing which I guess helps relax injured patients.

Photo’s of Oxford’s wonderful ‘John Radcliffe Hospital’

Joking apart the experience wasn’t fun, fracturing cheek bones ISN’T funny it’s f*cking painful and incidentally the first bones I’ve broken in my whole life, not to be advised either because whatever the writing on the¬†packet says pain killing tablets¬†don’t work!

Forgot to say I need dental work as well! All due to the fact I hit my head so hard a filling shot out! :/ Sounds expensive.

Moving forward two days I attended the John Radcliffe Hospital again as an Outpatient at¬†their ‘Oral Reconstruction Fracture Clinic’ where, huge sigh of relief, I was told by a lovely male Swiss Doctor I wouldn’t require Surgery………. God that was great News because a friend of my mums’ went into the same Hospital for Spinal Surgery and came out infected by an MRSA Hospital Superbug.

You see¬†Great Britain’s operating theatres are gripped by these f*****g drug resistant superbugs and the world’s running out of antibiotics, it’s scary to think there’s only two drugs left which work…………hope to God more are developed……Companies are working on it!

Btw I’m not being flippant, the fact we’re running out of antibiotics that work¬†could pose…..well you get the idea. China feeding them to livestock doesn’t help!

One photo the Swiss Doctor did show me on his computer monitor was the X-ray of my skull, the one taken at my visit to A and E, at one point in the consultation he looked at me with a smile and said,

“Pretty cool don’t you think?”

“YES :)” I replied gleefully, just Google they’re well impressive ūüėģ

And yes IT was!!! Only wish I could have a j-peg copy as souvenir¬†but I didn’t ask, these busy specialists have more important things to worry about than blogs lol………..still my skull’s four white fracture lines were quite impressive……………..LOL shows how ill I am!!!

My blue and white stripy deckchair

So that’s enough writing for today, sun’s out and I’m going back out into¬†my garden with glass of chilled apple juice¬†to hand¬†and sit in my ‘blue and white’¬†stripy deck chair enjoying the sun’s warmth on my face, I love that……..seriously though I think I’ve been a lucky boy, my head injury could have been a lot LOT worse ūüė¶

Andrew ūüôā

Omg it’s only started raining!!!! (and btw¬†that’s not poetic license, it has!)

75 = T2 Trainspotting ………(the movie)

Finally I’ve been able to link the Trailer video hence the reblog.



If you’re unaware¬†‘T2 Trainspotting’ was released¬†in cinemas on Sunday, then¬†you’ll not be a fan of the¬†original 1996 ‘Trainspotting’ which was of course a movie and nothing to do with trains!

Love the first and you’ll love T2

Btw I work half days On Fridays and¬†watched the film at Oxford’s Odeon¬†this afternoon, a few hours ago!

This isn’t a Movie Review just a brief message to say if you enjoyed the film in 1996 you’ll not be disappointed¬†so GO SEE AT THE CINEMA for the true movie experience, it’ll not be the same film on ‘Netflix’! And if you live outside the UK I urge you to watch, this is a time capsule showing the real UK as it¬†looks in 2017.

I’ve had a great deal of trouble trying to show¬†also link¬†the YouTube official Trailer video here¬†on my blog but¬†cannot? ūüôā¬†However the video exists so go to YouTube to watch, then read a couple of movie reviews and if you enjoy fun escapism then¬†go and see T2…….. at the Cinema ūüôā

However if you’ve no idea as to what all the fuss is about and you’ve heard there is bad language(c#nt word), one or two sex scenes, male nudity (also a¬†very sexy Bulgarian lady’s tits), drug taking and violence (fights no blood)…..there is!¬†BUT note¬†being a ‘Danny Boyle’ movie none of the above¬†adult material is¬†gratuitous¬†and¬†the film is as described………’A Dark Comedy’, the¬†sex¬†and violence will make you laugh rather than be disgusted,¬†so if you love the¬†1996 0riginal¬†then you’ll know what to¬†expect.

T2 Trainspotting is rated 18+ 

On a personal note the graphic drug taking scenes in ‘Trainspotting’ did at the time and still do make me feel rather uncomfortable, does the movie trivialise and glorify drug abuse? Hmm isn’t supposed to be! Anyways I’m giving no spoilers, the pros of filming drug taking still makes me nervous.

No matter I trust Director¬†‘Danny Boyle’s’ judgement¬†ūüôā

Film reviews are extremely personal to the writer, therefore recommendations are fraught with problems. For example I hate ‘Rambo’ because I’m lonely and depressed therefore¬†I love happy endings where the main characters are hugging and kissing and crying and living happily ever after.

You pays your money and makes your choice ūüėÄ

T2 btw isn’t a romcom.

I’ll finish now and leave you with one thought, if you loved the first you’ll love T2 if only to compare what 20 years of aging does to the human body, there’s a depressing thought! 20 years IS the special effect!

© Andrew


Masturbation, Facebook Twitter and Instagram, a Greek holiday tale, thoughts AND THANK YOU

thanks-lady-bug(Thank you to the 4 ladies for commenting¬†yesterday¬†ūüôā However I decided to delete the/your replies¬†basically because I wouldn’t want someone to read this :/ ‘amusing post’ with very adult themes then forward to your blog, the internet being the internet and all that, my choice, perhaps you have second thoughts also?¬†Like I said your comments were¬†ūüôā appreciated (very)¬†and¬†useful as regards¬†twitter and facebook and Instagram…….. anyways you get the idea. If a post is good enough (haha whatever that means), entertaining enough then¬†people will like,¬†the post was just for fun anyway. TY

ūüėģ ūüôā ūüėÄ ūüė¶ ūüėČ (awesome¬†for a sex blogger) ūüėõ XD¬†:/ >:D ūüė°¬† ūüėē o_O ūüė≥ ūüôĄ ūüėé ^^’ ‚̧

Btw aren’t Emojis the best invention EVER!¬†Seriously, they’re awesome add one yellow smilie¬†to a sentence and it sets your emotions alight, and the iPhone Emojis are even MORE FABULOUS!!! Did you know they’re the product of texting in olden days when a phone message had so few characters users¬†resorted to LMAO LMFAO……….

But I hate LOL, why? Is anyone actually Laughing Out Loud? My niece say lol within a spoken sentence, strange but adorable. Andrew)

Yesterday’s Post

I’m always curious as to why a blog falls silent, not because I’m nosey I’m just curious, have they gone ghost or finished forever? Especially interested if I’ve enjoyed Following. I’ve been on WP 2 years now, 2 years is a long time but¬†I do lack inspiration which is fine,¬†perhaps I ask to much of a simple free website? (I do) I may take a break. Anyways thank you for each view like and comment, you made me so happy.

If you¬†didn’t consider¬†my ‘writing¬†varied eclectic¬†and haphazardly ‘all over the place’ before this Post¬†then¬†you haven’t read this one yet.

My first and only Re blog……….. 60 Likes!

A blogging observation¬†which¬†really did catch me unawares,¬†:/ an age thing, and¬†I’m surprised it’s taken SO long for the ‘penny to drop’ when WordPress gives us the¬†sharing tools …………. yes I speak of clicking those tiny icons which send you to Twitter and Facebook! Duh so obvious.facebook-twitter-instagram-2

‘WordPress is pants¬†as regards social interaction (if you’re not very good), you have to be on Twitter!’

I didn’t write that btw, they’re not my words,¬†whoever did¬†goes top of the class and at the same time proving I’m slow on the pick up, social media adds an extra dimension to WP.

If I decide to take¬†a break I’ll continue to scroll my¬†Reader,¬†my imagination¬†requires it’s daily¬†fix of amusement and intellectual stimulation to ever walk away, I watch little TV the internet is far more fun. Here’s a thought, whoever coined the phrase ‘self abuse’ as an alternative¬†description and deranged idea masturbating is bad for you?¬†Must have been those two faced Victorians who’s¬†values Margaret Thatcher said we should¬†return back to. B#ll sh#t what values?¬†The ones¬†that¬†branded Charles Dickens a criminal, placed him in debtors prison just because he found himself on hard times, thank God for a Welfare State.

Time for adult themes, (there has to be with me, some¬†like and they’re fun to make), as always if¬†at least one person enjoys then I’m truly happy ūüôā )

Def masturbation– Stimulation of the genitals with the hand for sexual pleasure


“There are two kinds of people in the world, those who masturbate and those who lie!”


Wanking! An unusual habit all those tingly sensations and waves of pleasure, I’m immature lol, playing with oneself does fascinate me, always has done, all aspects and God knows¬†why it’s scorned upon? There’s loads of¬†medical benefits and more.

I read that¬† ‘2 kinds of….’ gem in a borrowed copy of GQ Magazine and¬†for some reason it’s one of those useless pieces of information that attaches itself to a brain synapse or whatever and will never shift or disappear………… I probably¬†have all my neurological brain biology mixed up but you get the idea.

:/ Humour me, sex amuses the child in me.

Like I said I¬†won’t write a Post, yes playing with oneself is incredibly pleasurable but more importantly clinicians and psychiatrists say masturbation is good for ones general health and mental well being, that¬†idea fascinates me, you know all those pleasure giving chemicals serotonin and dopamine being released from the brain making me high, so powerful they produce orgasmic sensations men spend the rest of¬†their lives¬†trying to recapture. Being serious for a moment,¬†did you¬†know¬†masturbating flushes the¬†prostate gland of¬†stale semen (think about¬†that astounding fact for a second, could¬†fresh semen give you prettier more intelligent¬†babies?

Men¬†have¬†to Wank daily,¬†how else do¬†they rid themselves¬†of aging tadpoles, hey? AND we’re¬†knowledgably informed¬†‘unused’ ‘past the sell date¬†cum’ could be linked to prostate cancer, not forgetting ‘playing’ is the safest form of sex, no STD’s. In women masturbation can help prevent cervical infections and urinary tract infections through the process of ‚Äútenting,‚Ä̬†or the opening of the cervix that occurs as part of the arousal process. (Googled)


So there you are, healthy for mind and good for the soul, and doesn’t send you blind¬†ūüėÄ . Here’s a tale,¬†I once knew a¬†lady who said when she was a small girl, her mother would smell her fingers and¬†‘tap’ the back of¬†her hand. True, no violence or malice, just disapproving AND that lady wasn’t scarred for life, she thought it¬†very funny.

Improved Health and Mental wellbeing, safe sex and pleasurable, seriously why do certain Christian Preachers teach children masturbation is wrong? Madness!

Serious subject pleasuring oneself, there’s a whole Series there,¬†NO.

ENOUGH!!! (I honestly hope I’ve never¬†offended anyone)

Are you bored yet?

She’s surprisingly similar actually

Enough silliness, but masturbation thoughts are most welcome!

You’ve twisted my arm, I’ll tell you a true tale.¬†Quite a few years ago I was on holiday sitting on a sandy beach in the Greek Islands,¬†staring out across the Mediterranean Sea, a low Autumn sun shining above the horizon and practically all by myself. Short story short, my Brother and I had words, he went for a scooter ride to cool off and I sat cross legged wondering what an earth I’d done wrong?

Siblings can be together for just so long.

Then all a sudden a young lady woke me from the day dream by throwing her towel on to the sand a few metres away, quite startled me in fact, and no word of a lie I glanced up and down the beach and I can still visualize now,¬†the lady¬†was on her own¬†the beach was empty¬†and this beautiful young blonde was¬†rolling out her large towel a few metres from me……..WTF? She never said a word, never looked at me, didn’t seem aware I existed, invisible I was! Why so near me when the beach was empty?

(Remember I’m always honest, ūüôā )

At the time and all these years later all I can¬†assume¬†is this single young lady, late twenties, felt more comfortable¬†sitting¬†close¬†to another tourist rather than on her own,¬†and just enough distance to make plain we weren’t an item, safety in numbers have you will! That’s the best I can come up with :/ she wasn’t picking me up, she fancied a day on the beach but didn’t want to be all on her own. Any problem and I could have saved her. Seriously.

So she sits down on the towel¬†also looking out to sea, rummages through her bag, takes out a bottle of suntan lotion, places it beside her then starts to undress! Frigging incredible! And still she doesn’t¬†glance my direction¬†or utter a word, so strange. Cotton dress unbuttoned, that’s tossed away and unbelievably sat only metres away is a slim beautiful twenty something blonde lady wearing a skimpy two piece red bikini! Then¬†she begins to¬†smooth suntan lotion onto her arms and legs.

Passions rising!

Ten minutes ago I’m having an argument with my brother, five minutes ago I’m daydreaming looking out to sea, NOW this bikini clad lady¬†lies¬†back on her bath towel, closes her eyes, and there we both are two strangers on an empty beach,¬†silent still and enjoying the warm late autumn sun!

Note these are¬†the days before iPhones mp3 and earbuds, with nothing to occupy her mind I guess she lay¬†day dreaming¬†and my dick became hard and long, my heart was racing my breath quickening, and you’ve guessed I was¬†excited. Amazing how one loses inhibitions when aroused, you take risks, brain chemicals and sex drive blur sane judgement. So what did you do next Andrew? I did what every sexually excited male would do, I¬†silently drew my knees forward grabbed a towel¬†to cover my waist and thighs then as quiet as¬†I could¬†wiggled my bottom and pull my shorts and pants down.

And all the while she lay serenely relaxed eyes closed, not a care in the world, oblivious to this panting English Tourist sat metres away one hand under towel, holding his dick masturbating himself IMPORTANTLY all the while staring at her gorgeous near naked body,only red bra and briefs for modesty.

Still to this day I close my eyes and see this gorgeous young blonde babe as if by photograph, all I can think now is¬†surely I can’t have been THAT silent! You know breathless gulping and panting, well after a minute or so, yep that quick I came hard onto the sand between my legs, surely she heard me climax? Nope¬†at no point did she turn and look or open her eyes, ūüėÄ what if she had, clocked a tourist knocking one off staring at her breasts…………….could have been an interesting scene if my brother had come back.

I was spent and satisfied but can’t for the life remember what happened next, not a clue, I’d guess she went her way and I went mine, ok¬†not a riveting story but unusual.¬†Note I do realise these days a wanking man would be arrested and get 5 years for gross indecency, quite right to, doing disgusting acts like that in¬†full view of watching women is sexual assault, and knowingly sadistic! Yes. BUT I still consider ‘mine’ was all very innocent (first and last), if she’d looked she may have guessed¬†and at¬†worst she’d have kicked sand in my face! ūüėÄ

So have you ever masturbated outdoors? (As if anyone would answer ūüėÄ )

Facebook Twitter Instagram and your WordPress

fbtwitterQuickly returning¬†to Social Media, first off for no apparent reason I’d like to make clear I’m NOT on FB and don’t do Twitter! At my age you must be joking, never have and never will, truthfully speaking I can’t help musing there’s something a little creepy about¬†grown¬†men having a facebook account, boys yes, men no,¬†there you are just an opinion. Don’t get me wrong social media is a¬†great idea but the revolution’s passed me by…….mind you Twitter’s good if you’re famous, start a petition to get Stephen Fry back I say,¬†my sister in law is on FB, helps her unwind of an evening after¬†the kids go to bed.¬†

Oh yes where was I, thoughts of social media. For several weeks now I’ve become¬†increasingly aware the majority of bloggers¬†I Follow link their WordPress to Instagram Facebook and Twitter accounts and this has me¬†asking myself¬†why do I¬†have a WordPress? The lack of social interaction here does make me unhappy. I need to get out more, I’m a stranger to you ūüôā I need a lay!

Don’t judge me yet, I’m so pleased when ladies reply and say Hi when I comment, an erotic poetess says my comments always make her smile, she says I have a funny turn of phrase and it’s such a pleasure others appreciate my honesty. One woman even wrote me a profile for an internet dating website, lots of encouragement and tips, she said stay clear of bs and you’ll do well, but ūüė¶ of course I never did…………… she’d have been disappointed after doing all that for me. Oh well.

So Bloggers post then Tweet¬†their friends with¬†the link. Common sense! A¬†true community of friends interacting, would be nice but no that’s for the ‘kids’ and mums/moms………¬†like I said I don’t, I publish and well I’m depressing myself now ūüė¶

So are there any conclusions to be made here, no, lol you decide and please don’t ever take my posts tooo seriously, people seem to Like me

I’m WELL aware I sound ungrateful ūüė¶ , I’m NOT , NO,¬†I’ve met so many wonderful people from across the Globe¬†and yes some¬†have become ‘internet friends’, (strangers still) and¬†who recognise my rather unusual truthful honest¬†way of expressing myself,¬†and I’m extremely pleased to have yes lol interacted with you and your blog writing ūüôā I hope no ones been offended by¬†my silly little Posts or my honest comments.

Incidentally my stats say¬†someone in China has been viewing my blog ūüôā I’m so curious which post they looked at? Housing estate Walnut Tree? Autumn Leaves photo? Downton Abbey? My balls in briefs? Oxford’s ‘Gropecunt Lane? My mum’s collie?

I’ll still Follow.

That’s enough now, amazing where a couple of hours and a¬†meandering stream of consciousness takes me.

¬© Andrew ūüôā ‚̧

Renamed Post = Theresa May tells lies

(I have to admit I’m not entirely happy with this Mrs May post, uploaded last night, and but for the comments I would have removed, a little tooo jolly but it stays. The only point I’m trying to get across is our PM could be a useful bridge to the world oh and introduce Theresa if you’ve never heard of her ūüôā )

I never usually blog Politics and I’m¬†NOT going to repeat here what you can go read¬†on the internet about Mrs May, after all I pale into significance compared with the professionals,¬†so go Google British Newspapers! ūüôā But I’m at a loose end and I Follow¬†several American political bloggers so why not post one of my own.

Here goes!

Sunday is nearly over¬†and I¬†thought I’d show a few pictures of our Theresa since she’s in the American News¬†ūüėÄ . AND thankfully yes a¬†chemistry existed¬†between her and Trump but don’t worry Theresa was just playing politics, being nice and all,¬†she’ll never be his lap pussy and note could be good counsel when he’s off Twitter.

Mrs May is¬†a¬†shrewd bright no nonsense talking daughter of a clergyman with sound moral judgement, so please give her a break Britain’s Press hopefully she’ll be a brake on Trump lunacy, they liked each other so calm down!

Unlike Trump,¬†May is¬†University educated having studied at St. John’s College, Oxford¬†(which incidentally I walk past everyday on the way to work) and as you’ll guess I’m a big fan of our new PM she’s a breath of fresh air after that wanker showman David Cameron (BREXIT is his fault alone c##t) and¬†never forget¬†Theresa spent six years as Home Secretary coping with weekly (daily) minefields of riots, prison breakouts, police shootings of black teenagers………and yes the Police Federation so good at standing in the¬†way of countless Home Secretaries over the years, they deserved a telling off!……..just watch this, Theresa as she reads Police the riot act.

Impressive ūüôā

AND I do like this very telling photograph below (1000 words and all that!), Trump’s re-telling an anecdote, cracking¬†a joke and she’s well just letting it pass. (BTW I’m NOT anti American I loved Obama such a graceful intelligent man.


Theresa just letting it roll!


A few pictures, hasn’t she a great sense of style. (I wouldn’t say no!)


I think she’s fab! ūüėÄ


He likes her, but beware she’s streetwise!


(All very tongue in cheek)

¬© Andrew ūüôā


My Great Grandfather a Yorkshire Rifleman

A Saturday evening family picture post for you and ūüôā I haven’t forgotten the tale of how my Grandfather came to England as Religious asylum seeker and economic migrant,¬†writing that is¬†more time consuming than I first imagined and believe it or not ūüėÄ a post has to be exactly¬†right before ‘publishing’, amuses me writing publish but then again WordPress has to be treated with respect.

So as I said a quick picture post. My genealogy will get confusing if you’re not following, only joking, each tale is individual to itself, so to set the scene with this one, the gentleman is¬†my mother’s Grandfather¬†and my Great Grandfather as I prefer to say. He¬†lived in Yorkshire England working as a music publisher and very successful he was to, actually I’m not sure if I’ve shown any other pictures, no matter he was very successful then lost everything business and all,¬†during the 1930’s great depression. A very sad tale but then I guess many thousands suffered similar hardship.

But scroll back a good few years and he served as a Rifleman during the First World War, however according to my mother cavalry horses were involved somewhere and by a quirk of fate he was kicked by a horse, missed his first troop ship to France because of the injury only to find the ship was sank! I guess an incident like that either makes you feel either lucky or deeply sad that you cheated death when close friends died. am-sending-letter-todayarthur-end-of-lineHe did go on to serve as an infantryman and¬†below is a Postcard sent home o his wife and children. On the front is a picture of (no names this time)¬†of my Great Grandfather¬†and on the reverse¬†a short message, incidentally I magnified his face and¬†he’s the moustached gentleman at the far end of the line and goes without saying another treasured¬†photo…….¬†the short message is to his wife Nellie.

Postcard home

But please don’t expect tales of battles fought and daring deeds done, no he came home safely and went back to his music publishing business and raising a family.

¬© Andrew ūüôā