I Can Check Out Any Time But…..

“Hotel rooms inhabit a separate moral universe.” – Tom Stoppard I have broken a mirror in a hotel room, the consequence of a hard, brutal fuck on a table. I have checked out of a hotel after two hours leaving the white bed sheets covered in chocolate after playing with a Cadbury’s Flake. I have conducted affairs in hotel rooms, I have met strangers for … Continue reading I Can Check Out Any Time But…..

In The Frame

“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever… it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.” – Aaron Siskind I have always had an ambivalent attitude to photographs of me. For many years the only one I liked was one of me in the bath aged about 6 months, looking very happy and about … Continue reading In The Frame

Remembering The Rollers

On Easter Monday I went walking in The Stiperstones, lonely rugged hills in the west of Shropshire, not far from the Welsh border. Birmingham, only 50 miles away to the east, could be in another universe, it is so quiet and remote here. The Horseshoe Inn, currently closed and up for sale, is in a wonderful location, its beer garden on the banks of the … Continue reading Remembering The Rollers

An Accidental Sadist? Or The Seven Year Itch

“Pleasure is sweetest when ’tis paid for by another’s pain.” – Ovid I remember the day I discovered I was a sadist, Saturday April 5th 2014 (7 years to the day as I write). I went to an afternoon spanking party at a local club, thinking I was a submissive. The host and house domme gave me the first spanking of the day which I quite enjoyed. As … Continue reading An Accidental Sadist? Or The Seven Year Itch

Not Lost For Words

“Give me words that make my mind curl before my toes.”— Rachel Wolchin Without words there is nothing. St.John The Evangelist understood this well. Even if you are not a Christian, or even a believer at all, the opening of his gospel is stunning in both its simplicity and its profound truth. “In the beginning was the Word”  Words, and the discourses we create with … Continue reading Not Lost For Words

Looking Through Gary Gilmore’s Eyes

The United States is something of an outlier as a democracy that still uses the death penalty. Although a number of states have abolished or suspended capital punishment in recent years the Death Rows of a number of southern states remain crowded. In states where racism has been endemic for two centuries or more, the operation  of the death penalty, like the criminal justice system … Continue reading Looking Through Gary Gilmore’s Eyes

Into Great Silence

“Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends.” – Alphonse de Lamartine“ The wonders of Beethoven’s 32 piano sonatas are not always apparent to the teenage learner. For one thing most of them are beyond the learners technical abilities, particularly is they were me! Like many before me I concentrated on the two “easier” Opus 49 sonatas. They were drummed into … Continue reading Into Great Silence

Jenny Was Sweet, or Three Cars and Three Songs

Three cars, three songs. And they go like this   I have owned ten cars. My favourite 3 are the sporty ones. Firstly a Mark Two Ford Cortina 1600E which I bought in 1985. It was gold with a black interior, Rostyle wheels and a sporty steering wheel. It had good midrange acceleration, was fun to drive and it looked the part. I loved that … Continue reading Jenny Was Sweet, or Three Cars and Three Songs