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  • AK aka Alternative Kineisiology

    I'm always a bit suspicious of alternative therapies and the people, usually white, middle aged, middle class women that practice them but hey, I was in agony....I was in deep need.
    Besides this woman came recommended by the bloke who delivered my wood burning stove and who, like me, had a back problem. He swore by her. It had to be worth the £30 consultancy fee she charges. What did I have to lose?...only my job if it didnt work.
    So there I was, a week ago on Sunday, knocking on the door of a Victorian detached house in a small market town in the Borders. I was greeted with an enthusiastic smile and ushered in to the Room.
    My heart just sank.It was dimly lit, reeked of incense and the walls were decorated with fairies, unicorns and all the rest of the escapist idiocy. She clearly had eclectic tastes when it came to more established religious icons and symbols too. Everything was represented bar Christianity. I wonder the reason for that omission?

    Apparently my subconscious is far more aware of what ails my body than my concious mind. Well, ok I can go along with that although I was pretty much convinced it was my back that was bothering me after having torn a muscle.

    I was to hold my arm in a horizontal position whilst she spoke to my subconcious in code...each code phrase corresponding to a part of the body.

    Guess where my problem lay? MY GROIN!!!!!!

    This is not the first time I've met a strange woman who has shown an extraordinary interest in my groin. I just lay there letting her massage my groin, pubic area and inner thighs. Come on, it's been ages since I've been with a woman. I couldnt help but begin to smile and laugh to myself. I could imagine sharing this story with lonemum and hearing her deep chortling laughter. I miss that woman. She was so good for me.

    The massage went on for over 3 hours. She did eventually move onto other parts of my body and I have to admit she was very good at it. It was bliss...my back, shoulders, neck and head....then my arms and finally my hands. Have you ever had a hand massage?. It is so intimate and very nearly erotic....much more so than the groin manipulation!

  • Down to my last 3 logs

    Should I go mad and burn them all up now in a big cheery fire or eke them out for as long as possible?

    Sod it.....I'm going for the big fire!!

    wish lonemum was here

  • Dont panic

    It occurs to me that there are some who would panic at losing their job and being faced with imminent homelessness....all in the same week. I may be one of them but I'm trying hard to stay calm. At least the pain has subsided...it's just sore and tender now.
    Some things just aren't meant to be and clearly I'm not meant to be here...just wish I knew where I was meant to be. You can get fed up when every time you try to kick start your life and head off in a new direction it all ends up in the same dreary mess.
    At least ~I have family and life has taught me that when things go really wrong it is family that count...not friends and definitely not lovers. Mind you, my neighbours, an elderly couple in their 70's have been really sweet and caring. I wish there was something I could do for them. We have the same landlord, my former employer, and he is not treating them well, refusing to carry out any repairs for over 4 years now. This from a man who according to the Time's rich list has a personal fortune of £48 million. Well, if that is what having money does to you then I'm glad I'm poor.

  • Well, at least I tried

    Been a long, long time since I've been on here. Not sure what I'm doing back.
    Yes I do..........I'm bored to tears.

    Just over a month ago I started a new job which came complete with a little cottage in the country...yay...recapturing the past!! Only it's different when you're on your own. I think the word is lonely. Anyway, it has all come to a shuddering halt. Last week I was made redundant and this week informed that the little cottage is required and I must get out. Probably just as well as I'm about to run out of logs for the stove and am strongly tempted by the old wooden interior doors which would burn very well.
    I would go and get more logs but I'm broke and my back injury (the reason I was made redundant) wont allow me to cut my own...grrr

  • Rioting in Istanbul

    Just had a call from my sister who lives in Istanbul describing the rioting that's happening there. Seems like all hell has broken loose with baton charges, tear gas and people being bludgeoned to the ground by troops wielding rifles as clubs.

    Reminds me of Britain in the 80's

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