When even the London streets are deserted it is an ideal time to take a few photos. You might notice that this is from the same evening as ‘come join the party’ a Sinful Sunday post 2 weeks ago. This time I am using the bottle (now empty) to shield myself from the gaze of the camera. It is late and I am ready for bed and Master who waits for me there. But in those last few moments, there is still the chance someone might see me from below.
I don’t have anything new for this week’s Sinful Sunday. But I do have lots of photos from the past that people might not have seen. This post from February Photofest 2016 contains the picture below. This link is timely, as I saw a tweet from Molly yesterday about February Photofest 2019. Master and I need to get snapping to be ready, because I am definitely joining in this coming February.
We are away again. Yes, just when I really need to be at home packing, we are staying in a hotel. Yesterday Master attended a reunion at his school. After 40 years, some of the class of 1978 came together. My own 40 year reunion, if we have one isn’t so far off and that feels really weird. Apparently the number 1 record when they left school was: You’re the one that I want. How on earth could Grease be 40 years ago?
Anyway, I digress. Our room at this country hotel, on the very edge of London has its own golf course. I was awake early this morning, as it is such a bright and sunny day and I saw that people were setting off for their round at 7.30! Crazy people.
This is the view from our window.
This is the view on the other side of the window. The non-golfer’s view
Anyone for golf?
During the past week I have barely seen the inside of my own home. At the beginning of the week we travelled north so I could attend a concert. Then Thursday saw us at a hotel in Gatwick ahead of our trip to France on Friday. This trip to my apartment in the south of France is about getting some pre-season maintenance done. That has meant painting, buying and putting together a new sofa bed rather than anything kinky. So it hasn’t been easy to find time to take photos for this month’s Sinful Sunday prompt of humour. However we were having fun and being playful when Master took these photos on Monday evening in Manchester. The room really was beautiful, it’s a shame we didn’t get to spend more time there. Maybe next time…..
ArtTwist 4 is about the picture Susanna and the Elders, who you can read about here
I too am a model of virtue, of chastity, but have been led astray by this man:
He seduces me with hotels containing spa baths, blue bombs and wine (not to mention the sex).
Our limbs intertwined, our backs and bottoms pummelled by the jacuzzi jets. He leads me to the bed and at that point my recollections become somewhat hazy!
Yesterday at Eroticon was wonderful. I listened, made notes, chatted, laughed and ate the lovely lunch. The coffee wasn’t so good, but then catered coffee at conferences never it. Last night, after a meal in Covent Garden and a bus journey back to Camden, we joined the social. I drank too much wine and we had a late night. Plans to get up early have gone a little awry. But I am showered, and I have had some very nice coffee. Almost ready for part 2.