All posts by mish

Thursdays are the Best

On Thursdays I feel very loved. On Thursdays I go to see MiL and we game or watch movies curled up on a sofa. There is smooching and talking and such. And on one memorable occasion FJ came home early and me racing to put my clothes on before he got upstairs felt weirdly alternate … Read More



Liminal Life

Sometimes I catch myself feeling astonishingly self-satisfied with my life. I have travelled (four continents and counting), I have eaten some truly weird stuff (including guinea-pig – several times, alligator – not recommended and rat-onna-stick – kind of wish I was joking about that one) and I have met some fascinating people (the guy who’d … Read More





Always Hungry

I never want to be completely satisfied, I always want to be aiming for the next thing and then the next. I always want to want. I’ve been accused of being greedy and of making myself unhappy. I don’t think that’s true, I want some things but mostly experiences. At my worst I do make … Read More


This is New

Day One of a two day visit to a Spa with my Mum. I’ve been here before, over ten years ago but at least then it was me, M-I-L and Mum and there was no over night stay. This comes after the awkward moment in France earlier this year when Mum got as far as … Read More


Improper Reminders

I suppose it’s very me to be reminded that men can be considerate and self-aware, not by a friend I’ve known for decades or some lover or other, but by a guy I’m having cyber sex with. I stand by feeling worn down by men as a gender but, yeah, when they’re doing it right … Read More


Men

I frequently feel that my attraction to men is despite them rather than because of them. I suspect this is altogether unfair but I’m fed up of making allowances because a man was too young, misunderstood or otherwise got the wrong end of whatever stick. A friend recently posted on Facebook that, when faced with … Read More