Friends, present and passed

Morning all, I'm back from a tremendous trip to Inverness. Susan and I are both absolutely fuggered and aside from taking the light of my life swimming today I am doing nada this weekend, I deserve some slob time.

Speaking of Susan, she has done a blog last evening which I must admit made me sniffle a bit.

http://susan-glasgow-escort.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-13th-fire-alarms-fuckwits.html

Only Susan could make me laugh and cry at the same time, I'm sorry if I come across as scary, I certainly don't mean to, and as for the hair, well, I've been tempted to have a go with my strimmer. I might ask my hunky new neighbour for a loan of his hedge wotsit. ( More on him later, if I have anything to do with it, heh heh. ) Anyway, thank you Susan and I love you too. ( Mad mare. )

Speaking of lovely ladies I have been busy collecting my old stockings for a project which Dollymopp is busy with, she is going to use them for art. Good for her, personally I couldn't draw a straight line with a ruler to save my life and I admire anyone with a creative or artistic talent.

I also wanted to say thank you to Lady Lust/Linzi fae Cumbernauld, whilst I was in Inverness I met a client who said she had recommended me, so I was chuffed.

I had a bit of sad news last night. When I came back to escorting in 2006 I joined various message boards to chat with other folks from the industry. There was a group of us who quickly became firm friends, we met for dinner and a social evening every six months and still do. One of those friends who flew in from the Far East for two of those social events has died.

I think his screen name tells you a lot about the man, he had a wicked sense of humour and he was also a gentleman with a heart of gold. I hope that where ever he is now, he's enjoying his favourite tipple of Bombay sapphire gin and tonic.

Farewell, "Sir Shagalot".

LL xx