Monday 13 April 2009

Easter eggs etc…

I only got one Easter egg   Ok, that could be something to do with the fact that I’m not all that keen on chocolate. The one egg I got is still virtually intact and it’ll probably take me weeks to work my way through it. I have had lots of presents for Easter though. The cats have been on a mouse killing spree and they keep presenting me with half eaten rodents.

Anyway, enough of that. I’m off to Aberdeen again tomorrow to play

Map picture
house with Laura Lee for a week. This week, it’s my turn to be the big bad old fashioned husband. I shall sit on the sofa watching sports on TV and scratching myself and regularly demand that Laura fetch me another beer from the fridge.

Ok, back to reality, she’d kill me if I tried that.

We keep saying that we’re going to take lots of lovely new photos each time we’re on tour, but we keep forgetting. So if you meet a tall woman on the streets of Aberdeen who is wandering around chanting “Don’t forget pics, don’t forget pics” under her breath, then that will be me.

Friday 10 April 2009

A New Poll

I’ve added a new poll on my site. This one asks about the day of the week you would prefer to visit an escort.

It’s about time I asked, I’m flitting around the countryside providing incalls, a couple of days in each town I visit. Obviously there’s no point me visiting on the worst days of the week for clients to visit me.

The thing I’ve noticed is that Fridays aren’t as busy as they used to be, so I wondered if there is a new “preferred day”. Fridays used to be fantastic. The chaps got paid and either only worked a half day or could sneak off a little early for a bit of pampering before the weekend started.

So cast your votes Gentlemen and I can book my future tours accordingly.

P.S. Don’t forget that I’m in Aberdeen from Tuesday until Saturday next week (14th – 18th)

Wednesday 8 April 2009

Twittery wossname

You may have noticed the new addition in the right hand column. My twittery thing. I now twitter/twit/twat/tweet or whatever you want to call it. I’m going to try to stop posting teeny little one line blogs and start tweeting those instead.

If I happen to get to the point where I am doing what some folks do on Facebook and announcing every blink or breath in/out or (God forbid) bowel movement, then will somebody please shoot me in the face?

Thank you