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It has been put to me this week that I must be lonely. Apparently this is the reason I am in this profession.

Okay then, so, it’s not nothing to do with the fact I actually like sex?

It seems, if one tries to argue against an accusation of being lonely, it only makes the accuser more adamant that you are lonely, why argue so much if your not?

At the same time, if you say nothing at all to the comment, then your definitely lonely as why not try to argue otherwise?

Even a quip along the lines of ‘Hey, if I were lonely, I’d go get a dog/join a club/go out and find a life…’ Does nothing to dispel some people’s opinion that this is such a terrible thing to be doing on a daily basis, only desperation makes a woman do it. Desperation financially or indeed, the desperation of loneliness…

Loneliness is a terrible thing to suffer – can I just say here, once and for all, I am very happy in my work. Very happy in my personal life.  Lonely is not something I am experiencing right now.

Some of us like sex. Full stop!

Were we talking about the sun in our last post? I think we were…. Today I need my waders on just to pop to the corner shop to get some milk! Rain? Don’t talk! I know this is Wales and somewhere just North of me are hills. I know the hills and clouds produce rain. I know it rains more here than, say, the Home Counties of England as it’s very flat there in comparison to Wales(although, having been there in a Thunderstorm, I am not so sure that Wet Wales is indeed the worst place to live! Talk about scary, never in my life seen a lightening storm like it!)

All this rain though, come on, it’s July, give us a break! It’s very warm still… Puts me in the frame of mind for running through a field naked in the dead straight rain with the warm breeze gently blowing against normally covered up parts, how fantastic that would feel?

If anybody needs to contact me I will be somewhere west of here cavorting about naked in a rain soaked corn field – sorry, no pockets to keep my mobile phone!

x

Well, summer arrived and left! Is it Autumn now? I am correct in thinking we do get a summer here and it lasts about 2 weeks and then it’s back on with the boots and umbrella’s at the ready?

Just as I was acclimatising to the heat, it went and got cold again.  I dug out the fans and placed them strategically about the house, now they just look pathetic and un-needed.

Rain and thunder storms and more rain and more thunderstorms. It’s kind of chilly now at night. I had only just packed away my quilt for goodness sake!

Nevertheless, I managed to get out and about over the last few weeks, long beach walks and hikes up cliffs! Very good for the legs and the bottom!

I took this photo from one of my trips to the many beaches we have here. Thankfully I choose school days to take my walks – no pesky children running amok and screaming and crying and yelling and their parents screaming even louder than the children to get them to ‘behave yourself, or else…’ Gosh, the number of times I got that from my parents, God bless them! I never listened. Who wants to behave themselves anyway? We should all misbehave sometimes, it’s good fun!

Aside from walking and tennis watching and visiting and seeing clients here at home, I have done precious little for the past few weeks. It’s been too hot at times to even think straight!  Summer is meant to be the time to get energised, the days are longer and lighter and we all have an extra zest about us…. Well, it does not seem to work out that way for me! I like the winter, the darkness of it all. The way everybody seems to retreat indoors and pull their curtains tightly shut at 6pm. It feels almost as if you can do anything with no witnesses at that time of the year. Everything is quieter, you can come and go without anybody seeing you. Your under cover of the moon from early in the evening and there seems something strangely lovely about that to me.

Upon the advice of a client of mine, I have downloaded Sarah Brightman this morning. Now, not normally my cup of tea, there is a certain one song she has done which is absolutely stunning! Fleurs De Mal – give it a whirl if you like dramatics. It’s a far cry from Andrew Lloyd Webber and his musical whims, although that is not to bash Sir Webber, there is a genre for everything and everything has it’s fans. So I thank you Mr Client, you know who you are. I am currently enjoying the drama of it all as I sit and type this up!

xx