I did a bit more ruminating over the weekend and I put up an announcement on the main page of my site yesterday.

Although there really wasn’t much to think about. If successful I get good company and extra spending money for LA. You get a big, tall, gorgeous Black Goddess either for dinner or an overnight at a much cheaper than normal rate. Or, to quote the department store I used to work for many moons ago, “We don’t use the word ‘cheap’ here. We say ‘less expensive’, or ‘more reasonably-priced’”,lol. So either way, you get me at a “less-expensive-more-reasonably-priced” rate for the evening of the 7th April. And remember, you don’t have to fork out for a hotel.

So, for my overnight at Heathrow I’m offering £500, normal price £700. Or if you really don’t want to catch my morning breath (I smell like roses, honestly), my dinner date will set you back £300 for two hours private time and two hours at dinner. Usual rate is £400.

As I stated in my last entry on the 18th though, there will be certain conditions:

1. For either the dinner date or the overnight you will have to pay for your own parking if you’re driving to Heathrow.

2. For the overnight dinner is still on you.

And, I’ve thought about this one over the weekend:

3. Also for the overnight I’d have to kick you out of bed pretty early in the morning, obviously so I can get up and get ready for my flight. I’m thinking around 6am. But saying that, I’m not averse to a bit of ‘how’s your father’ early in the morning, to send me on my way. Morning breath et al.

I hope it doesn’t sound too regimented. But I thought it might help if those that might be interested know what’s what and don’t have any suprises on the day (or in the morning).

Otherwise it’s business as normal. May I stress that it’s a one-off opportunity which won’t be repeated. So gents, please don’t ask me for this special rate at any other time. Or ask me if I’m willing to give a discount on any other service on the day. You won’t get p****d off when I say no, and I won’t have to get mad and threaten you with a spanking for asking.

Please do feel free to either drop me a line or give me a call at the usual number.

A transvestite coming into my local nail salon for a manicure. Proper false nails and everything.

At first I thought she was just a miserable-looking woman. The staff there are very cheery people and they always have a hearty hello for anybody that walks through the door. And when I didn’t see this woman reciprocate, I thought “how rude”. She made no eye contact with anybody and spoke in a really low voice when spoken to.

And then I looked closer, (without looking too obvious, I think) and I saw the wig. And then I saw the rest of the outfit, the hands, the stature and size of the woman and it dawned on me that she was a transvestite. She probably didn’t want to speak too loud to give away too much of her voice.

Then I thought, cool. A transvestite getting her nails done in my salon. Although I’ve been going on and off for years and couldn’t understand why it was only the first time I’ve seen her. In the salon or about town. Or maybe I have seen in her in regular clothes and I haven’t recognised her. Who knows?

As I said, that was cool to see, it’s not something I see too often in my quiet town. As long as she didn’t have better legs than me. I hate when that happens.