I’ve booked another 4 nights at my favourite hotel in Glasgow. I was idly surfing on Monday night just before bed and a banner popped up for it, offering £20 off. I thought it was £20 overall and I thought lovely, I’ll book 3 nights and save some dosh.
When I went to the website to book, a whopping £20 per night was taken off the final bill. So I’ve booked another 4 nights in October. How could I resist? It’s a sign and you know me and signs,lol.

So that’s all my tours booked for the year now. When I get back from New York, I need to buckle down and get on with my next course. Then in August it’s a two-city tour to Edinburgh and Manchester. I’ve booked two days in Edinburgh for the 2nd August. The prices were a little steep, but I figured it’s August, it’s bound to be. A fellow escort asked me if I was going for the Fringe Festivals. Doh! I had completely forgotten about that. No wonder hotel prices were high. But as I’ve mentioned before I’ve always wanted to go back, although I’ll miss the festivals by a day. I need to get me some more of that proper strong smelly Scottish Cheddar cheese at Jenner’s department store and bring home some Scottish Heather honey from a little shop I found on my last visit. You can’t get that stuff here in London. So I’m really looking forward to it. And with Manchester as usual on the 4th, it’s going to be a lovely week. You know how much I love Manchester and Edinburgh and Glasgow are getting up there for favourite places to visit. I can’t wait.

Well, Twiggy’s come and gone and I’m languishing in front of the telly this afternoon. I thought he might’ve had problems with the snow and the trains yesterday but he made his journey up without a hitch. The snow was almost gone by the time he got into Glasgow Central Station. He got to the hotel about 6pm, we fun and frolicked until just after 8pm, ordered a Chinese takeaway from a handy little website called Just Eat, where you can order any takeaway from anywhere in your area, just enter your postcode. I think I might just bookmark it, it comes in handy when touring and you can’t be bothered to go out. We had a relaxing evening and fell asleep about 12.30am-ish.

He was then rudely awakened by me around 5am this morning, where I commenced to commiting some dirty disgusting deeds to which he couldn’t (really, he couldn’t) say no to. His response after I was done with him? “I could do with a bacon butty”. That’s a sandwich to those unfamiliar with the northern terminology. His equivalent to a cigarette I suppose, which I found hilarious.

I let him fall asleep again about 45 mins or so later and we awakened again just after 7am in order to take some pictures, some for him, some for me in my new red ensemble. It was at that time I thanked goodness I don’t show my face, otherwise you may have been able to see the last vestiges of sleep in my eyes. There won’t be many, as it really is just to replace the first galllery on my website. But I hope they come out okay. I looked just gawjuss in my new red shoes. You should’ve seen me teetering across the room in them,lol.

Anyway, Twiggy left to catch his train back home around 9am. I showered, had a breakfast of fruit and nuts, watched a bit of telly on the ‘puter, then went back to sleep at around midday. Up again around 2.30pm, popped out for some food and beverage and stopped at the cinema to see what was playing. The movie I wanted to watch, Battle: Los Angeles (about an alien invasion – I love that sort of thing), wasn’t showing again until 5pm, which meant having to either wait around for two hours, or go back to the hotel and come back out again. I knew in my heart I wasn’t going to do either, so I had a quick walk around the Buchanan Galleries shopping centre, bought some food and I’m now back at the hotel watching Agatha Christie’s Miss Marple on ITV3. A lovely old-fashioned murder and mystery afternoon with the remnants of the pinot noir that Twiggy bought for me. Thanks for a wonderful evening Twiggy.

Just one booking tomorrow morning to see one of my favourite gents from way back. Nobody’s taken me up on my offer of my availability tomorrow afternoon, so I may just take the rest of the day off, go to this wonderful Italian restaurant I found near the shopping centre on Buchanan St. on my last visit, then go for a walk, get some fresh air. The snow’s completely gone and temperatures are warming up again.

Glasgow can sometimes be a bit last minute, so I wouldn’t be suprised if the phone rings tomorrow for a booking on the same day, but I’m not sure….hmm, I have one more gentleman to see on Tuesday morning, just before I check out. I reckon that might do it for me.

It’s 7.16am and would you believe it, it’s started to snow in Glasgow. I’ve left the comparative mildness of London to come up to freezing weather. Still, it could be worse and I shouldn’t complain, after watching the rolling news of the devastation that’s struck Japan yesterday. Blimey, it was like watching scenes from a disaster movie wasn’t it? I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. In the scheme of things, a bit of snow that looks a bit wet and poses no threat of settling is nothing to complain about. And because I was following the forecast I’m better prepared than I was when I went to Austria.

Twiggy is due up by train later on this afternoon, so his travel may be affected. The poor thing is going to be as frozen as a fish finger when he gets here. I’ll have just have to warm him up underneath my bottom. I don’t think he’ll object too much.

I forgot to mention, Yorkshire P finally made it down to SW1 on Thursday. Would you believe he nearly had to cancel again! He caught a bit of a tummy bug last weekend which threatened his visit, but overcame it and travelled down to London. He was thinking of re-booking for next Thursday, which would’ve been no good as I have to go into Work, so it’s a good thing he could make it. This time he remembered to charge his camera, he even brought his tripod – he was very well equipped this time. I lept in and out of various changes of knickers whilst he took a few pictures, a couple of which he promised to upload and send to me and I’ll post on here when he does. I must say I do like the red on me.

Glasgow is off to a good start despite the crappy weather. I was in the company of a gorgeous young man for a couple of hours last night. He told me that he hadn’t dated in about 18 months and was concerned that he had lost his touch. If you’re reading this DB, no, no you haven’t. If you do make it down to London for the tennis later on in the year, you know where to find me. And thanks for the tip on Salzburg. You’re the second person this week to recommend it.

Just one booking this afternoon, so I can conserve all my energy for Twiggy and our night in. Rest and homework tomorrow, although I’m tempted by the cinema I walked past on the way to the hotel yesterday. I may take a closer look to see what’s playing at the moment. I have done a lot of my workbook prior to coming up, so the sense of urgency I felt before is diminished somewhat, but it does still need to get done.

Have a good weekend all.

After our postponed appointment last week, I’ll be seeing Yorkshire P tomorrow afternoon at 1pm for an hour. If anybody’s free around 2.30pm, give me a call. I must remember to bring my knickers. The corset turned up and I’ve tried it on and it looks great, even if I say so myself. I can wear it with my naked boobies or with my black push-up bra. I may pose with both.

Glasgow is almost fully booked. It’s just the Monday (14th), either afternoon or evening left now. Twiggy’s warming up his camera in anticipation. I hope he remembers to bring extra batteries, just in case.

Next week work will be limited. After I get back from Glasgow on Tuesday I’m taking the day off on Wednesday and Thursday I have to go in to Work. They’ve changed the phone system and my supervisor has asked me to go in so I can be shown the brand-spanking new system. Which leaves the Friday and Saturday. I dunno, I may even take the Friday off as well, I haven’t been to Borough Market since the summer and I’m due for a visit. We’ll see how Glasgow goes. Anyway, if you’d like to see me in my new gear, again, give me a call. Otherwise I’ll post a couple of pics on here as soon as Twiggy uploads them and sends them to me.

Had a good day out today. After I went to Honour Fetish Wear shop in Waterloo I had a spot of lunch at YoSushi round by the County Hall in Westminster. I’m not ordinarily a fan of sushi, but they do a wicked Chicken Curry Katsu, which I had with a couple of other dishes, the names I can’t remember.

But I ended up buying these shoes instead. It was hilarious seeing me walk in them. But hey, at least I could. Short distances true, but I did take a few steps. Gentlemen who wish to see me in them please note, they are just for looking really tall (6′ 4″) and really sexy in. Don’t expect me to dance, hop, skip or jump in them. They are for just looking really pretty in the bedroom. And I think they go really well with the corset. I’ll be interested to see what the combination looks like. The stockings arrived this morning, so I have two-thirds of my ensemble. Fingers crossed the corset turns up before I leave for Glasgow.

I’ve ordered some lingerie online this week. Anybody remember the grief I had last summer ordering this item? Well, after reassurance from the owner herself I’ve gone ahead and ordered it again. I’ve always loved it and think it would look great on me, so I thought I’d let bygones be bygones and try again. It needs to get here before I go to Glasgow next Friday so I can have my main squeeze Twiggy take some snapshots of me in it. I’ve also ordered these because I think they’re fabulous and they’ll complement the waist cincher.

I’m going off to Honour’s in Waterloo this afternoon to have a look at their shoes. I’m contemplating buying these. Even if they do have them in stock, whether or not I can walk in them will be a completely different matter. Already being 5ft 10ins, I’ve never really felt the need to wear high heels, so I may have to literally practice baby steps if I do get them. Wish me luck. I was thinking of buying this as I had mentioned before, but I’m re-thinking my wardrobe. I reckon the cincher would look good enough with my red see-through panties, sussies and posh stockings.

I almost bought the Kindle just now. I had to stop myself. On BBC Breakfast News this morning they were talking about the surge in e-readers and how popular they’re becoming. Not just the Kindle and the Sony e-reader, but the I-pad and I-phone as well which people are using to download books and read from. It was all I could do not to click on the Amazon website and order the damn thing there and then. But I’m trying to be sensible and order the lingerie first and stick to waiting until after Glasgow, spread my spending, tell myself it’s only another week. Heck, I may even order it whilst I’m up there if I can no longer contain myself. Who wants to bet how long it’ll take me,lol?

It’s been another frustrating week for work again. After all the hyperbole of buying my see-through knickers, Yorkshire P had to cancel our much anticipated booking due to work commitments, although he’s just called and re-booked for next Thursday afternoon, fingers crossed. I took another booking for that Wednesday morning as he’d given me enough notice, but haven’t had any other work this week, but not for lack of trying on the part of the would-be client. The phone has been ringing off the hook and the email has been busy, all from blokes looking for an appointment, like right now. I don’t do “right now”, never have done, and I have bemoaned on numerous occassions about people not taking the time to read my website properly where it’s mentioned on two seperate pages that I can’t take last minute bookings.
I blame the new month of March. The Christmas bills have been paid and guys just want to “get their groove on” and who wants to read words when all you want is a shag? Well, this is what happens when you don’t. On the extreme end I have taken a booking for 28th April, nearly two months hence. Now that’s what I call advanced booking!

Anyway, I’ve now developed the sniffles and keep sneezing a lot so I think I’ll just take this opportunity and have a quiet rest of the week/end. This was probably brought on by the freezing cold weather I was unprepared for in Austria last weekend. My fault really for not being more prepared. I could’ve looked up the weather forecast for Vienna before I set off. I do it anytime I have to fly elsewhere so I’m not sure why I didn’t do it for this trip. I had it in my head that Vienna was pretty much like the UK weather-wise so I thought there wouldn’t be much difference. Boy was I wrong.

I’ll use whatever spare time I have this weekend to do some more homework from my Other Job. Have a good weekend all. Twiggy, see you next weekend.

Vienna was wonderful. Apart from the bit where I had to get up at 4.45am this morning to catch a 7am flight, which really didn’t make much difference as I was awake from about 3am anyway. You know when you’re just worried that everything goes to plan; the taxi comes on time, no hiccups at the airport, etc. But I needn’t have worried, all went smoothly and I’m back home after a wonderful weekend away in Vienna.

I got to Vienna on Friday afternoon/early evening. Tell you what, it was bloody freezing. When I disembarked the plane we had to jump on the shuttle bus to take us to the airport and the bitter wind went up places I didn’t know existed. I swear my nipples inverted themselves on contact with the cold. It wasn’t just cold, it was baltic. Boy, was I not prepared, mentally and clothes-wise. I had half a mind to try and be adventerous and get public transportation into Vienna, but the other half of my mind said “are you crazy?” Not to mention, night dropped like a stone, something I’m not quite used to seeing. So a taxi to my hotel it was.

I managed to get in touch with my client after a few cock-ups with the international dialling codes, and he came around about 8pm, a lovely cute young German guy who was visiting friends in Austria and thought he’d combine pleasure with ecstasy. We had a wonderful evening together. Amongst other things, he taught me a few words in German and I told him who Doctor Who was (it was showing in the background on the telly). I can now count up to three in German (properly), I know the word for tired. I don’t know the correct spelling but it sounds like “mood-er”. The word for airport is “flughafen” (think floog-haffen), and that’s about it.

Yesterday I switched my phone off and decided to take the day to do some sightseeing. After getting some breakfast I
made my way to the underground and travelled the few stops to Stephanspladtz (apologies if the spelling’s incorrect), the city centre. And oh boy, it was just gorgeous. Lots of posh shops, which was nice, but the architecture was just mind-blowing. I took a few pictures as you can see, a couple of them I tried to capture the magnificence of a church that seemed to be called Unser Stephansdom. I did copy the name down so I hope I got it right. Heindl is the chocolate shop that I somehow gravitated towards.

I did a lot of walking, taking in the sights, stopped for a hot chocolate and a slice of cake (I was going to try a slice of strudl but I chickened out) and took a picture of the police car that seemed to be telling off a cyclist. I did some more walking and exploring, but I have to admit the cold was getting to me and my feet was beginning to hurt, so it was back to the underground and a train back to the hotel. And me being me, with no sense of direction, I got off at the wrong exit and walked the wrong way of course. I got there in the end. For dinner I behaved myself and just had a big salad with some fruit and a couple of biccies that I got at a supermarket I found in the city centre.

It was a wonderful day yesterday and a great weekend. The people are lovely and everybody spoke English to some degree or other, having had to learn it as a second language at school. There was no language barrier so no room for misunderstanding. It made me ashamed that, as much I love to travel, I have never learnt another language. I have to do something about that, maybe include it in my degree if I have credits spare. Vienna’s now on my list for “I didn’t get to see everything, so I have to go back”. Barcelona’s on that same list.

Back to normality tomorrow, but jet-setter that I am, I’m off to Scotland a week on Friday. I feel like an (airport) lounge lizard. And I still have New York in April. Get me!

I’ve taken a booking for Friday late afternoon for a couple of hours so Glasgow’s coming along nicely. Which means I still only have room for a couple more bookings, one on the Saturday before 3pm and again on the Monday after 2pm. What with the overnight with my main squeeze Twiggy on the Saturday, I’m keeping Sunday free for myself, to both rest and, would you believe it, do homework. I’m in my second year of training at my Other Job and to progress I need to complete a few workbooks before I become a fully-fledged adviser at the end of the year. I’d like to take advantage of the break I have inbetween my OU courses to get whatever work I need done and I haven’t had much time to do any at home other than to do some reading. So Sunday is all mine.

Vienna is still on and I’ll be busy until towards the end of next week. I have a long booking tomorrow, Vienna Friday and Saturday, home on Sunday, back to the Other Job Monday and Tuesday. Yorkshire P is coming down from Wakefield for a visit next Wednesday afternoon to see my new underwear, which means I’ll be free for a week from next Thursday until Glasgow, unless you’d like to be squeezed in next Wednesday afternoon. I also need to take a day off to go do some lingerie/PVC shopping so time is limited gentlemen. Drop me a line if you fancy a squeeze.

And they look just gawwjuss!
I’ve just got in from the Other Job and the package was lying on the mat in the porch. They must’ve really shoved that thing through the letter box, it wasn’t exactly letter-box size.

I’ve tried them both on and I have to say, the red ones look lovely on me, although the white ones look good on me too. I think I’ll bring both pairs with me to Glasgow, have Twiggy take a couple of pics. I reckon they’ll look great with my suspenders. In my surfing travels I saw a pair of hold-ups with a red and black lacy top, I’ll get them too I think, I reckon they’ll look good together. They’ll be the fanciest hold-ups I’ve ever had.

Glasgow’s looking really good too. I know it’s not for another month but I only have a couple of spaces left. I’ve had enquiries this week and I’ve also taken a booking for the Tuesday morning before I check out, so that’s now booked. Client calls himself ” Lucky Man” in his emails. He’s got no idea how lucky he will be when he finds himself underneath my arse begging for mercy. Mwah, ha ha ha ha! Sorry, I always go a bit evil when I think about facesitting someone. Especially with someone who has no idea what I’m capable of.

Anyways….I still have room for Monday afternoon (after 2pm) and evening. Procrastinate at your peril.