Flash fiction time. Devinia, would describe herself as a country girl – horses, dogs, hunting, polo and cold showers in summer. That was her sort of thing. She was larger than life in other ways, too. No male could claim not to notice her hour-glass shape when pressured by jodhpurs and riding britches. I madeContinue reading “No room for heroes.”
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Socialist Art. Really?
Mindfulness not only comes in useful to determine what we thought at the moment, but eighty words might reveal what the model was thinking. Who knows? Damned artists! I sit here, in the altogether, pretending to be a wronged goddess. Thank goodness he agreed to put in the animal parts, later. The smell was somethingContinue reading “Socialist Art. Really?”
Get mindful. Appreciate things around you more by writing 100 words about your first impression.
Lockdown musings about the hetero spectrum.
Scams during lockdown are rife. Here is a contrast between women at either end of the honesty spectrum.
Wetwang, Wet Wang, Museums and Unfulfilled Promises
As the country lurches from Covid to Brexit woes, what do our two top leaders think – in wax?
The day I met Elvis.
Elvis hadn’t left the house.