•    My availability….   

    …..is that I’m free this weekend. As I only have to work on Tuesday at my volunteer job next week, I’m available for incalls at the flat in Victoria for the whole weekend, including my (gasp!) sacred Sunday. Take advantage of my time off gents, it’s not a regular occurence.

    And tomorrow (Friday) seems to be fully-booked but please feel free to give me a call in the case of cancellations.

  •    Who else held their head in their hands this morning…   

    ….after listening to Gordon Brown’s blunder? I can’t imagine he was the only one.

    Apparently it’s made world-wide news but if you haven’t heard already, our Prime Minister Gordon Brown, with an election just a week away, has made a bit of a gaffe, to put it mildly. I think his people skills need a bit of a polish if he’s to be elected in for a 2nd term. And judging by the fallout today, that’s a big if.

    Note to Prime Minister Brown, always check that your mic is switched off.

  •    This is why I advise any lady who listens to me….   

    …..not to answer withheld numbers.

    Most people who call from withheld numbers are normally up to no good. They’re usually timewasters who think it’s okay to waste an escort’s time pretending to make a booking they have no intention of keeping so that she can divulge information that she wouldn’t otherwise – get her to “talk dirty” and treat her like a cheap phone sex line. Apart from being a waste of our time that’s harmless enough.

    And then you get that minute percentage who take things that one step further. If you’re new to escorting and you see nothing wrong with answering withheld numbers (yet), then you can become prey to people like these in this warning I read earlier on this week. I first saw this when it was posted back in November and for some reason I thought about it again recently and went to find it and had another read. It sent a shiver down my spine the first time I read it. I got the same feeling again and I wanted to mention it. Some posts just stick with you.

    We have our rules and boundaries in place for a reason gents. And the above warning is the perfect reason why a working girl shouldn’t answer withheld numbers. Yes, admittedly it’s an extreme example, but unfortunately it’s not that uncommon in this industry.

  •    Wow. It really was by the skin of our teeth.   

    With the volcano in Iceland still erupting, flights in and out of the UK are still grounded indefinitely.

    I was just watching news video footage of MSNBC where it shows the chaos at Newark International Airport in New Jersey, which is where we were last Wednesday. It’s so strange looking at the footage and thinking, “gosh, we were only there a few days ago”. People are stranded and are actually sleeping rough at the airport because they can’t get home. Lovely Americans are offering their homes to stranded passengers as people run out of money and can no longer afford a hotel.

    Seeing the chaos at Newark International really does make me count my lucky stars that we made it home okay. As I said previously, we landed at Heathrow at 8am on Thursday morning, by 11am all flights were cancelled. And my travelling partner wanted to take advantage of Continental bumping three passengers on to the later flight as they had overbooked and were offering any takers a $500 voucher towards their next flight. Pfft, that wouldn’t have done me much good if we did get stranded, would it?

    Anyway, it is good to be back home. Good thoughts going out to those who weren’t so lucky.

  •    Yes, I have made it back home.   

    But only just, it seems.

    Please excuse the delay in my blogging. What with suffering the jetlag on Thursday (my sleeping times were erratic to say the least), then running around doing errands and getting back to normal yesterday, I have been absolutely knackered these past couple of days.

    But now that I reckon I’m coherent enough to string two sentences together it’s time to say hello.

    It does seem we only got back by the skin of our teeth on Thursday morning though. We landed at 8am in the morning and all flights were grounded by 11am. The volcanic ash had disrupted domestic flights early in the morning but by mid-morning all flights were cancelled. I do love New York, but I really didn’t feel like being stranded there.

    So I’m back home and all is back to normal. Well, as normal as one can get.

  •    I’m off.   

    That’s it for now gents. I don’t think I’ll be able to spare any time later on today so I just wanted to say goodbye. I’ll be back next Thursday morning, back to work at Victoria next Friday morning.

    Hope you all had a great Easter and didn’t indulge too much with the chocolate eggs.

    Bye for now.x

  •    Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen.   

    As much as I appreciate the thoughtfulness that goes into your grooming before you come to see me, please, please, please, refrain from spraying or applying any type of after-shave or spray to your nether regions. It really doesn’t go down well…..literally.

    I had a booking earlier on this afternoon. The gentleman wanted me to perform a bit of fellatio on him, which I was happy to do. But right from the beginning something didn’t quite taste right. I asked the client if he either sprayed something or applied something down there and he swears he didn’t, just regular soap and water. But I knew this wasn’t just soap and water. It was a really acrid taste and a while later the left side of mouth actually went numb. It was the same feeling you get when you pay a visit to the dentist.  I tried some mouthwash but alas, that didn’t work. If anything it only made it worse. It was only when I got home and had something to eat that the numbness started to dissipate.

    So gents, please, whilst it’s much appreciated that you want to smell nice for us, do not spary anything on your nether regions when you go to see a lady. Not if you don’t want to see her gagging on you. Just plain old soap and water is more than sufficient.