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Unexpected

Cheers! (eye contact! eye contact!)

Aaah.  So when I told people I’d be travelling half way across the world to meet two women from the interwebs on the isle of Lesbos in Greece, I got some pretty strange responses.

At best, people politely asked me if that was wise.  At worst they hooted with laughter and asked me if I was mental.  The short answer is yes.  I am both wise* and mental.  And I also believe that even if you are a consummate psychopath, blogging for 3 years will reveal many parts of yourself, and the parts I’d seen of Nurse Myra and DaisyFae, I liked.  Even the raw, sad, mad and bad bits. In fact, some of those bits I liked the best.  Because they mirrored my sad, mad and bad bits.

So I booked.  And found myself on the other side of the world having adventures with the most amazing woman.  Strong, beautiful, generous, kind, caring women.  Wicked, delicious, crazy, fabulous women.  Women who are now not just my blogging buddies, but now also my friends.

We talked a lot.  But we also spent time in a comfortable silence.  And there was no tension or cattiness or awkwardness.  Which, to be honest, surprised me.  Chicks in close quarters can be scary.  But not us.  I think part of that was the kind of instant ‘I know you’ feeling we all had, one part from having read each other’s innermost thoughts for 3 years, and one part because of that ‘wise’ bit, gut instinct, recognition – we kinda just knew it was going to be good.  Better than good.  Fab!  And we came with no expectations and no judgement.

So in the spirit of the last two weeks, here are 10 unexpected things, happenings and discoveries, some of which made me laugh, some which made my eyes pop out of my head, all of which made me love these women.  9 are true.  1 is not.  Guess the right combo, and I’ll send you a present**.

  1. one of us crawled into bed with Daisy within the first couple of days
  2. one of us snores like a tractor
  3. one of us can make scary-good animal noises
  4. one of us one of kissed a Lesbos girl…and she liked it
  5. one of us pranced around the beach buck naked every day
  6. one of us was a lightweight, and was in bed by 9.30 almost every night
  7. one of us used hand gestures to illustrate the mechanics of female ejaculation in the shadow of the Parthenon, in front of the tourists
  8. one of us is a goat whisperer
  9. one of us is a ‘greek’ virgin
  10. one of us gets giggly-pissed on 2 drinks

Dais, Myra; thank you.  What an absolutely cracking holiday.  I can’t wait to do it again.

Now pass me the zucchini flowers, and let’s talk about peni.

*there are two things ye should know about Dolce…

**terms and conditions apply.  Like the present might not actually be real.  And stuff.

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Fangirl triple corset friday

I’ve been happily stalking the delicious Ms Myra for yonks. And her corset fridays? *swoon*

So here I find myself, on Lesvos, with the Goddess herself AND Daisyfae the divine, invited to join in the fun..yes please. 

One x happy fangirl.

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Is the time, is the place, is the motion…

I’ve had a pretty rollercoaster year.  Work has been incredible.  My private life has been a fucking shambles.  The old black dog has been biting at my heels and it’s been really hard to find a lot of joy.  I’ve found myself punishing myself with a lot of really self destructive behaviour.  And let’s face it, that’s not going to get me off the couch and back into bounce mode.

Fortunately, I’m now old enough and ugly enough to know how to trick myself into feeling good again.  Exercise and adventure.  So I’m back at the gym, and the combo of a lot of free time and some extra loola, means that adventure is possible.

But what adventure?

Why a completely new one of course.  Those are the best kind.

New place.  Fab people.  I’ve decide to join the marvellous minx Nurse Myra and devilish diva DaisyFae for their annual summer jaunt.

Greece.  Warm sea, good food, hairy men and no doubt hilarious, disgusting and all round fabulous conversation.

Girls, I can’t thank you enough. I can feel joy sneaking back into the edges.  This is just what I need.

Now pass the Ouzo and let’s break some plates!

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