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Chapter One Books, Manchester

I had the pleasure of heading to Manchester earlier this week and after one of my meetings was cancelled last minute I decided to spend the time, before my train back, doing one of my favourite things and meandering around a bookshop. The bookshop I headed for was Chapter One Books in Manchester’s Northern Quarter which I fairly new and has moved into the city since I lived there for a year and a half.

In a time where independent bookshops are in decline it takes a brave person (or in this case persons, as two sisters opened the shop) to take on a venture like this. On entering Chapter One Books you know that you are in safe hands as the whole place is absolutely stunning from the moment you enter, when you are greeted by a selection of cakes – my kind of bookshop, and then turn the corner to discover an almost magical world of books.

I use the word magical as you feel like you are in a hidden book haven. There is a fountain and a tree hanging from the roof in what would be a rather industrial space which makes you feel like you are at once indoors and out, as well as being in a fairytale yet dystopian space, where only books have survived. It is marvellous. This is before you discover there are secret shelves all over the place hidden under balconies, which also conceal more shelves of books to discover.

The space also seems to just keep going, every time you turn another corner there seems to be more space where shelves are hiding waiting for you.

Or little places to sit and write, should you be a budding author…

Or should you be the fan of stationery, which lets face it most of us book lovers are…

Of course you are wondering what the sort of books are aren’t you? Well this is what I found so interesting, and loved about Chapter One Books, is that it feels like the selection of books has been really well crafted. (Yes, I held off the buzz word ‘curated’ though this would be true.) There are some of the well known and slightly obvious books (because every shop needs punters and to appeal to the passerby) yet they remain a small minority and tend to just be the really good ones surrounded with many more that you have yet to discover, and this said by an avid reader. With a limited space there are only a few authors who are there in abundance, in this case Atwood and Atkinson which thrilled me, but you can find a hardback of almost every book that is also in paperback which I liked. It felt like a den for collectors. I also loved the fact there were quite a few imported books which seriously tempted me. It is a collection clearly chosen by keen readers, books that you just really want to read if you haven’t before because of some of the better known pointers that you can gage your taste by. I picked up these two which caught my eye and I had never heard of but instantly felt I would love.

So this was all utterly joyous. I am only annoyed at myself for not having the Bonbon coffee (carnation milk and coffee nom) but that just means I have to go back, which I shall be doing every time I find myself in Manchester from now on. So a big hoorah for Chapter One Books! If you are in Manchester at any point make sure you head there, or else.

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Bookshops I Love; Foyles, Charing Cross Road

I cannot remember the first time I ever walked into Foyles because it has become so etched in my brain as a bookshop and I lived in London from the age of eighteen so have been visiting since sometime around then, yes even in those years when I thought books were rubbish. This is partly because I dated someone booky when I was not long to London and so would head there for their book fix and my cake fix. They would read in bed, I would listen to Steps or something even more embarrassing. Moving swiftly on a few years, Foyles then of course became a book haven once I became addicted to books and book shopping.

I have to admit I was skeptical about the Foyles move, even when I saw this video – be warned it is utter book porn and causes moments of utter jealousy. You see part of its charm in the old building on Charing Cross Road was that it felt like it had been there for ages, the books and shelves housing them having settled in their skin, the fact you may be stuck in that lift four hours and a day with your purchases (terrifying and thrilling all at once) and it had the history of events and meetings there for me over the years. Well, I bloody love the new one…

A dream book shop to me is one that you want to spend hours and hours in and that is what the new store, which has taken over the former Central Saint Martins College of Art and Design site, is. In fact I was tempted to bring a sleeping bag to my second meeting there and ask if I could just move in for a while, there is still time. It is one of the airiest and most spacious feeling bookshops I have been in for quite some time and yet with its mezzanine levels keeps the quirkiness of its old former home. You want to spend hours  wandering the many floors looking for something particular or indeed just intent on browsing the shelves. I don’t know about you but I can happily spend at least half a day going through a stores fiction, crime, graphic novel and nonfiction sections. Easily.

There is also a corking event space, which it is surreal to say I have spoken in of late, and I would recommend you keep your eyes on what the guys at Foyles have coming up. Like all great bookstores it too has the facilities to allow yourself to do that and keep watered/caffeinated and fed with its wonderful cafe which you can happily content yourself in for several hours as The Beard reliably informed me when I was in for a long meeting and left him very much in the non-reading much feeding crèche as I have renamed it.

The view from which is also quite a sight to behold…

There is even a gallery, which has different collections in at different times, to keep any book widow happy for a while. There is also a wonderful stationery and gift section which I was too busy fawning over to actually grab a snap.

Highly important is that the new store is also the sort of store that I think will inspire future readers. I mean what child wouldn’t want to spend hours and hours reading Mr Men and playing with Peppa Pig (if you are reading Foyles make a crèche and seriously you will have families in all day, parents browsing above)…

What I also love about Foyles, indeed it is one of the reasons I emailed them on the cheeky off chance they might want to work with the Green Carnation Prize, is that whilst it is now becoming a chain of stores and indeed the Charing Cross Branch is HUGE it feels like an independent you would find in a village somewhere off the beaten track where you might find books you didn’t think of buying but simply have to have. The staff really know their stuff and more often than not will recommend you something you might not have thought of trying…

If you haven’t had the chance to go make sure you do on your next London trip, schedule in a few hours, as you can see I am a huge fan and heartily recommend it. Which of you have visited the new Foyles store and what have you made of it? Has it affected your bank balance as it did mine recently? As always I would love to hear your thoughts.

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My Top Ten UK Bookshops (Currently)

I thought today, in honour of the Books Are My Bag initiative, I would share some of my favourite bookshops with you all. Obviously you will be heading to your local bookshop today and supporting them, if they are one of these then pretend I am there in spirit. Though actually if you are in my number one choice this afternoon it is quite likely that I will be there perusing the shelves and then head up for coffee and cake. So without further waffle or ado here are my top ten bookshops…

  1. Scarthin Books, Cromford, Derbyshire

Scarthin Books has been a constant in my life from roughly from birth. Coming from Matlock Bath, which is just up the road, we would often go for a walk (not every week) that took us up and down the hills with a wonderful reward halfway along. I used to love spending a good hour or so in the small corridor room under the stairs which was the children’s section whilst Gran and Mum explored the new and second hand books. Of course as I have grown up it has been a case of myself and Gran and/or Mum doing the same while someone waits upstairs eating a cake! Scarthin is a wonderful place, brimming with books and happy memories for me.

  1. Scriveners, Buxton, Derbyshire

Derbyshire is doing well with my selection so far, true there is the bias of my background and homelands BUT to only think it is that is to do both Scarthin and Scriveners a disservice. Scriveners is like a wonderful maze of second hand books over five floors. Yes you read that right, FIVE FLOORS. So that you have a good old browse there are even free refreshments and sofas, you need a good few hours to wander and I doubt you will leave empty handed. Two additional fascinating facts about Scriveners is that they print books in house and also have a ghost!

  1. Wenlock Books, Much Wenlock, Shropshire

I think if I was ever to own a bookshop, which is the dream of many of us isn’t it, then Wenlock Books would pretty much be it. They have a wonderful selection of new books downstairs which you feel are truly hand selected. There is also a wonderful array of bookish gifts (mugs, bags, etc) and stationery and then, if that wasn’t enough, there is a wonderful floor upstairs that are crammed with second hand books. Wonderful.

  1. The Book Barge, On The Canals of the UK

Floating along the canals of the UK, and possibly heading to Europe soon, is the lovely Sarah and her wonderful barge filled with books and even a house boat bunny on occasion. Here there are a mix of new and old books and it just feels like a wonderful haven bobbing up and down brimming with books. If the Book Barge is ever near your house then get yourself to it pronto! Sarah has even written a book all about running it which you will be hearing about here very soon!

  1. Foyles, Charing Cross Road, London

I have always been a big fan of Foyles and when I was part of a London bookshop I would a) meet my other book group members before and b) buy the next book afterwards in the South Bank branch. I also loved spending hours on the old Charing Cross Road branch. I was slightly apprehensive about the ‘new’ one, but when I went there for a GCP meeting last month I fell in love. It is airy, spacious, has thousands of books, a wonderful cafe – let’s face it I could move in. Expect a tour on the blog in the next few weeks!

  1. Gays The Word, London

I remember when I first moved to London I went and hunted Gays The Word down. It was a place of legend. As a young gay man I used fiction as a way to discover ‘people like me’ and try and understand it all and indeed myself. I was too scared to go in and so looked at it, walked past, turned around, walked past and looked in again. I finally went in a year later. Since then I have always popped in and since becoming close friends with the lovely Uli there make sure I pop in on every trip back. They have brilliant events, often with booze  – booze and books are a wonderful mix, and it is like the history of LGBT writing opens before your eyes when you walk through the door.

  1. Persephone Books, London

I am quite cross that I didn’t discover this gem until not long before I left London, especially as I was such a fan of the books however for some bonkers reason I didn’t connect the two. Perspehone Books of course only stock Persephone Books and there is something rather magical about that in itself. Now whenever I go back I make sure that I pop in and if I am lucky Nicola Beauman is in and we have a coffee and a natter. I always end up buying at least two or three books, how could you not?

  1. Waterstones Deansgate, Manchester

I wanted to include Waterstones because whilst they aren’t independent they are a place that I have spent many happy times and indeed have been a wonderful place to head to in unhappy times. Waterstones were always a treat, like Thorntons, to visit when myself, Mum and Gran went on shopping trips. They were the reward after wandering around a museum, cathedral, art gallery or three hour tour of John Lewis. I would be allowed to pick three books and that was my treat. In adulthood I have spent many hours wandering them with Polly, competing as to who has read the most. Deansgate is extra special to me because when I left London is was a haven and the place I would meet most of my mates. I also got to read Rebecca, well the first chapter, to an audience for World Book Night there, have been to some of my mates book launches there, even had (hope The Beard isn’t reading) a few dates in there and ran a literary salon there for a while. Books and brilliant memories, with the odd splash of something sparkly. Lush.

  1. White Horse Bookshop, Marlborough, Wiltshire

When I was a youth, and in my early teens, I lived in Marlborough in Wiltshire. The library was the place that we headed the most, however as a treat when I had been extra good (which in my teens wasn’t very often, the telly got banned once) I would be allowed to go and get a nice new pristine book from the White Horse Bookshop which spans over a few floors. I haven’t been in quite a few years but I heard from Naomi Woods, when she was at the Marlborough Literature Festival, that it is still wonderful.

= 10.  Lingham Booksellers, Heswall, Cheshire

Now I have a joint pair of books at number ten and that is because they are both local to me and very, very different in delightful ways. Linghams won the independent bookseller of the year last year and as soon as you walk in you know why. There are the latest must reads, unusual staff picks (from some of the most friendly and knowledgeable staff) and they have some corking events. They also do their own line of wonderful bookish gifts and I have a very special ‘one off’ purple Linghams bag which I am most proud of. Happy, knowledgable, friendly staff and a good selection are always a winner.

= 10. Oxton Village Books, Oxton, Cheshire

Finally there is the wonderful Oxton Village Books which used to be in the post office, and when I saw had closed down I almost physically wept, yet now resides in the wonderful Williamson Art Gallery and Museum which is roughly three minutes walk from my house. They only deal with second hand books inside BUT you can order new ones through them. They are my number one destination when I am looking for something slightly older or just fancy a browse and also when I have a good few bags of books that were sent unsolicited that I don’t want – well after my mother gets first dibs obviously, in case she is reading this. The owners are wonderful and it feels like the perfect addition to such a cultural spot. Lovely stuff.

So those are the bookshops I would highly recommend. Obviously I have not been to every bookshop in the land, though wouldn’t that be marvellous? I could write a Rough Guide to British Bookshops.  I have missed a few of my other favourites, but eleven seemed a cheat enough, I could also have mentioned any of the Daunt Bookshops, which are wonderfully organised by country which is a brilliant idea; I could also have mentioned the lovely Review Bookshop in Peckham which is run by the lovely Evie Wyld… There are so many!

So which bookshop will you be heading to? Which is your local favourite and do you have any other favourites that you think readers of this blog should visit? Have you any titles you have in your site that you might end up popping in your Books Are My Bag bag?

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The American Book Center, Amsterdam

No matter what city I find myself in, anywhere in the world, the moment I have some Wi-Fi (in the unlikely case that I haven’t researched this thoroughly before getting there) the first thing I try and locate are the nearest bookshops. I don’t care if they have English titles or not, if there is a bookshop in the vicinity and I can find it then that is where I am headed. I was told, by my lovely friend Adem who I met up with for an afternoon of wandering and cake hunting, that in Amsterdam THE best bookshop in the whole of the city was also in the heart of it and that was The American Book Center, and so off we toddled.

It is not often that the moment I walk into a bookshop I am left completely speechless and yet with a treasure trove like The American Book Center I found myself very much dumbfounded – the books literally go on forever as soon as you walk in…

Amazingly though, even though the bookshop is choc-a-block it manages to be light and airy throughout. I also loved the way that, with some wonderfully places tree bark/trunks the bookshop both feels it has the outside inside and pays homage to what books are after all made of.

I love a bookshop that is literally brimming with books and, like all the best bookshops, The American Book Center is one of such bookshop without it ever feeling cluttered or two much, even as you walk up the first flight of stairs there are books to admire and peruse as you make your way up…

And, to maximise on space, and look stunning, the books go from the very floor of the bookshop to the ceiling three stories up…

Once up the stairs the shop gets even better as books are EVERYWHERE yet whilst the bookshop does become something of a maze (in a good way) it never feels claustrophobic and because of the gaps between the shelves light gets through and it feels very open all at once.

And the shop just goes on and on, it is like a labyrinth of literature and one that I would love to get lost in all day – which I nearly did…

What was also really lovely about the place was the staff! Initially Adem and I simply couldn’t find the English language section of the book shop at first (not that I minded because I do love looking at foreign editions of books and their covers, don’t you?) and so we had to ask and the staff couldn’t have been better. We had a good chat as we meandered to the right place, talking about which books were big in Amsterdam and the Netherlands and also which books were big in the UK. We even had a chat about reviewing vs blogging and about why on earth the UK is so slow at translating books. Amazing.

So if you are ever in Amsterdam then make sure you head to The American Book Center, and that you leave yourself a good amount of time to have a wander around.

The American Book Centre is located at Spuistraat 12, 1012 XA Amsterdam (nearest tram stop is Spui) you can visit their website here.

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A Bookshop Crawl with Kerry Hudson…

So as I have mentioned already, today is the day of the Books Are My Bag initiative which I am a big fan of. I thought it would be nice to do something book shop themed today and a post the lovely Kerry Hudson had written for me for Independent Bookshop Week (which I had planned to post back then but couldn’t as Gran was so poorly) and her book launch seemed perfect. So I will hand over to the lovely Kerry who also loves an Indie book shop as much as I do…

It was complete coincidence that the paperback of my debut novel, Tony Hogan Bought Me an Ice-Cream Float Before He Stole My Ma, came out during Independent Bookshop Week but it’s very fitting that it did. For the last year Tony Hogan has found its way into people’s hands largely thanks to word of mouth and personal recommendations. Thanks to Indies like Bookseller Crow in Crystal Palace and Dulwich Books in…um…Dulwich, reading the book, loving it, blogging about it and hand-selling copies. Yes, getting buy-in from the chains and wholesalers, the Goliaths, is important but I think we all know and understand the power that the Indie’s, the Davids of the bookselling world, have.

That is why, to launch my paperback, I cycled around the capital. On a tiny red bike. On a day hotter than the surface of the sun. Delivering 80’s goodybags filled with gliders, Sherbet Dib-Dabs, Wham Bars and Vimto lollypops to some of London’s finest Independent Bookshops.

my trusty steed

I began my tour close to home at Broadway Books. Broadway Books is right by Regent’s Canal and is great for cult classics and local author books and, vitally, have one of the best fish and chip shops in East London a few doors up. If anyone can tell me what is nicer than sitting by a canal, eating a bag of chips and reading a great book I’ll call them a liar.

Broadway Books

Next a cycled off to Pages of Hackney, located in hyper-hip Clapton they have a great stock of new books upstairs and a selection of secondhand books, a comfy sofa and (sometimes) a very cute pug downstairs. My next hop took me to chic Exmouth Market and Tales of Clarkenwell, a calm, stylish indie where Peter told me that they’re opening a Toronto branch soon, or maybe that they already have…I was a little sun-addled at that point. To be honest.

Village BooksIt was time to head South, first to Village Books in Dulwich. On the way I ask directions from a local who beams at me ‘that’s an amazing bookshop’ and it is indeed. As I sign books Kate, a bookseller who clearly loves her job, tells me how each of the booksellers have customers who appreciate their personal taste and so come to them specifically for recommendations. Dulwich is very pretty and just as well because I get hopelessly lost making it to my next destination, Dulwich Books. They’re expecting me, and have busted out the leg-warmers and eighties tunes in preparation. Dulwich Books and their very active bookgroup were some of the earliest Tony Hogan…supporters and it’s amazing to be able to say thank you to them in person.

I resist the the lure of their kids section beanbags, buy myself an ice-cream up the road and carry on my way to…Bookseller Crow on the Hill in Crystal Palace. I love what Jonathan and Justine, who’ve been trading for twelve years, have done with the shop. So much care has been taken with the curation of the collection of books, they have regular author talks and Jonathan runs a subscription scheme ‘Flight Club’ where subscribers are sent a mystery book that Jonathan feels people will especially enjoy. I leave Jonathan with the bag of sweets and Lloyd Cole crooning sweetly to his customers and hop on the tube down to my final stop, Clapham Books. Clapham Books has the most incredible shop interior with a kind-of-glass-pagoda-ceiling (go see it, you’ll know what I mean). As we had a chatter they told me they’ve been doing two book events a week for a while and I confess to them which well known author scares the pants off me…nope, my lips are sealed! I leave them saying I’m ‘off for a giant beer’.

Clapham Books

That day I only visited a fraction of the amazing Independent Bookshops in London and if you consider how many more there are across the UK it is hugely heartening. So what’s so special about Indies? What I find special is that every single shop is as unique as their owner and staff and that they are run and staffed by people with a huge passion for getting books to readers, but they can only continue if we, the book buying punters, put our hands in our pockets and support them.

These bookshops are doing something incredible in the current climate. They are striving, staying creative, loving books and reading, hand-selling debuts like mine, that otherwise nobody would know about, and staying in business where many other businesses couldn’t. Indie bookshops, clever hardworking booksellers, I salute you!

Here, here. I couldn’t put it better myself – hence why I am off to mine today for Books Are My Bag and seeing what new books might end up in my bag. A big big, in fact a HUGE, thanks to Kerry for doing the post today, especially now she is on the path to stardom both being short listed for the Polari First Book Prize and also winning the debut novel category for the Scottish Book Awards (which makes her eligible to be the overall winner if the general public vote her to be, which I think they should here from October the 1st – put it in your diaries) when she is the next Mantel we will remember these days fondly.

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Books Are My Bag

Earlier this year, though it feels oddly like last year, I said I would love to start an initiative which would ‘Celebrate The Bookshop’. I was going to start work on it again now everything has calmed down a bit, however I soon discovered that someone/others were on the case and had started an initiative themselves. I could have cried and wept that a project I was super passionate about was already being created by some clever and marvellous souls but then I thought ‘who cares who starts it as long as we have something celebrating bookshops we must all celebrate it too’ – plus with a prize, two podcasts and a blog I think really I would have been over stretching myself, ha!

The initiative in question is ‘Books Are My Bag’ the aim of which is… “to celebrate bookshops. This collaboration between publishers, bookshops and authors and is the biggest ever promotion of bookshops. For many people bookshops conjure fond images of book readings, in-store cafes and delight at the discovery of a new author. In fact, 56% of all book buying decisions are made by consumers in a bookshop and high street bookshops (both chains and independents) still account for almost 40% of books bought by consumers. Yet, many high street bookshops are under threat.

BOOKS ARE MY BAG aims to halt this process by celebrating the nation’s love of bookshops, calling on book lovers to show their support by visiting and purchasing a book from their favourite bookshop on Saturday 14th September. Bookshops nationwide will be throwing a Big Bookshop Party on Saturday 14th September to mark the launch of Books Are My Bag – a nationwide campaign that will celebrate high street bookshops.”

Now just how bloody brilliant does this sound? Bookshops, book sellers, publishers and authors all uniting on Saturday this week. I am very excited and with less than a week to go (and it being Books Are My Bag’s launch tonight) I thought now was an ideal time to tell you.

As I am going to urge you (because I do love book shops and as you might have guessed from a recent post I think we should all be using them) to pop to this page on their site which will tell you if your local bookshop is doing something special on the day and get yourself down there. You can also nominate your local bookshop for something lovely with ‘Make Your Mark’ more details here.

Right well, with all this happiness and joy I think it is time for a song. Don’t fear it is not a video of me singing some joyous overture to bookshops (though there is an idea), it is those crazy kids the lovely Bookshop Band with a special version of their song ‘A Shop With Books In’ – they call it the Books Are My Bag Version, I like to think of it as the Books Are My Bag Remix!

I will be heading to my local(ish) bookshop Linghams on the day, and am also planning on a special post or two for the day too. Will you be heading to your favourite bookshop and if so where is it?

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Bookshops I Love; Linghams Booksellers, Heswall

As its Sunday which I think is the most leisurely day of the week, I thought that I would take you on a leisurely stroll around my almost but not quite local independent bookshop. This is the lovely Linghams in Heswall which might not be just down the end of the road, but is (pretty much) directly opposite The Beard’s new lovely food shop. Handy, right?

I always find with bookshops, particularly independent ones, which while browsing and mooching is welcomed to a point there comes a time when you might have browsed too much. Let me just add here that this isn’t the case in any of the bookshops that I feature in this series of posts. In the case of Linghams I think you would be perfectly happy, well I would be, to spend the day inside the shop – and I don’t think the staff would mind if you did either – and these are the sort of bookshops that are real gems. Firstly obviously there is the selection of books…

As well as an extensive fiction selection, more of in a moment, they also have a wonderful children’s section (sorry about the blurring)…

And a delightful cafe which myself, The Beard and his friend Abby all enjoyed some absolutely delicious Thai fishcakes and chips in for lunch. Absolutely scrummy.

We couldn’t quite decide if we thought that the live piano playing was a great thing or slightly annoying, but we went with it and it does add a certain ambience to the place which for the (good) hour we were there was constantly buzzing. Lovely. It’s the sort of shop that makes you want to, well, shop.

I don’t know about you but I always have a little list of criteria when I go into an independent and also an ‘allowance’ when I am in a store, this of course has a limit (because I could frankly go crazy) yet I only spend if I love the store. That’s natural isn’t it? Well the books that I had on my ‘allowance’ list on this visit were ‘Swimming Home’ by Deborah Levy, pre Man Booker longlisting, and ‘The Shadows in the Streets’ by Susan Hill as it was somehow a book in the series I had missed. Alas they didn’t have Levy, but before Booker long and short listing it was tough to get hold of anywhere (libraries, high street chain bookshops and even a certain online place) but I did find the Hill which I snapped up.

I also desperately wanted a book bag, I seem to collect them unsurprisingly, but alas they didn’t have any colours I fancied. (Ok, I admit it I have been hankering after a purple one.) Yet the other day The Beard came home with a rather special gift…

A one off purple Linghams book bag, which no one else has and that the lovely people at the shop had made especially. I was really chuffed and will be wearing it with pride when I next go to Heswall to fill it up.

Linghams Booksellers can be found at 248 Telegraph Road, Heswall, Merseyside, CH60 7SG and you can visit their website here.

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Skillet Soup with Wild Mushroom & Coconut

Note: Scarlett Skillet™ warns some wild mushrooms are poisonous, and they can easily resemble edible species. Ingesting them can make you ill or kill you! It is your responsibility to identify any wild food with 100% certainty before consuming said product. Again, we assume no responsibility or liability for any ill effects that result from visitors to Scarlett Skillet™ eating wild mushrooms or plants!

In addition, allergies to mushrooms are rare, but some people do find them hard to digest. Learn more about the health-promoting properties of mushrooms at  JD finds it a great source for information about gourmet edible mushrooms, as well as dried and extracts.

Inspired by The Ardent Epicure, JD took his skillet in hand and prepared Chilled Wild Mushroom & Coconut Soup. Click here for recipe source and home to the images. The photography, alone, is appetizing, to even a non-foodie!

Many cultures have considered mushrooms the source for super-human strength and sex drive. However, the aphrodisiac properties are still being debated, but JD is my Popeye between the sheets after we enjoy this soup with a Grilled Provolone & Veggie Basil Sandwich.

  1. That looks stunning! I’m sure it tastes even better!

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Monthly Archives: June 2014

media love

Our show last Saturday made it to both the Nunatsiaq News and the Nunavut News/North newspaper!

nunatsiaq news June 9 2014

muskox rodeo article

We especially love the media coverage that was given to our friends Muskox Rodeo, who played the last show that they’ll be playing with their current members before some of them move to Switzerland!). We’ll miss you guys!

We’re also excited that our song with Avid Napper “The Longest Night” stayed on CBC Radio 3’s R3-30 Countdown for Canada’s top indie songs of the week for the third week in a row. This week we’re #7!  Remember to keep voting for us so we stay on the charts.

R3-30 June 9 2014

coffeehouse fun

Thank you so much to everyone who came and supported us at the coffeehouse fundraiser on Saturday. We had a fantastic time.

We had so many kind souls who volunteered their baking skills for the bake sale portion of the fundraiser.  We were so touched by everyone’s generosity.

badminton fundraiser - baked goods

badminton fundraiser - baked goods2

My house was out of running water that morning so I went for the full messy rock star look.  We performed with a guest drummer, Nathan Ekpak Gray, who had just partied at his grad dance the night before, but managed to get to the show the next morning for his very first performance.

badminton fundraiser - nathan

badminton fundraiser - sbs

badminton fundraiser - with nathan other side

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There was a great turn out. Even though the weather outside was gorgeous, lots of folks stopped by. We rocked until our bra straps popped.

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We also loved Muskox Rodeo’s performance, who performed part of their set with their baby on stage.  Talk about a baby-rocking time.

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badminton fundraiser - muskox rodeo with baby

We raised a bunch of money for the badminton team. On the way home, the potholes in the road beat my amp up way worse than any rock show. Thanks again, Cambridge Bay! You sure know how to make us feel special.

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Huge thank you to Mason for being our sound guy!

badminton fundraiser - puglikyour very own coffee served by Puglik

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Cambridge Bay! We’ll be performing at the coffeehouse fundraiser this Saturday in support of the local badminton club. See you there at the Luke Novoligak Community Hall at 1PM! We’ll be featuring a new guest drummer, Cam Bay’s very own Nathan Ekpak Grey!

We’re also so excited to hear that our song The Longest Night has made it to the R3-30 Countdown of Canada’s top indie songs for the second week in a row. Thanks, guys! We’re really feeling the love here. And remember you can keep voting for us here.

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E-Meter Wisdom

Apparently, I haven’t made this point strongly or cogently enough:

If you’re hooking an erstwhile “e-meter” up to a smart phone, personal computer, tablet or any other kind of multi-purpose electronic gear, you are not going to get proper immediate response to the preclear or pre-OT.

The above types of devices are “general purpose”. They were made to do a variety of things. They are not dedicated to one and only one task. As a result, they perform a variety of tasks all at once, most unseen by you. If you’ve ever noticed a lag in the response of any of them, you’ve witnessed exactly what I’m talking about. This is especially true if the device is infected by viruses or spy-ware. They are not suitable to immediately registering the response to the auditing question by a preclear or pre-OT. They have a variable built-in lag in their response to any one task. This isn’t debatable. It’s a point of fact. And if we’re talking about hooking up an “e-meter” to the Internet, all bets are off. The Internet was never built to provide lag-less response to any process or type of particle. If you’ve ever spent more than ten minutes on the Internet, you’ve seen this directly.

Therefore, if you’re going to hook your preclear or pre-OT up to and audit them with an analog meter, a digital meter, or two cans and a string, you must ensure that the device you’re using is manufactured for one and only one purpose: measuring preclear and pre-OT response. In other words, it’s an e-meter and an e-meter only. That doesn’t necessarily mean it was manufactured by or for Gold or the Church. There are meters made in the Field which probably fulfill this purpose perfectly well. But they are e-meters. They are manufactured to be just e-meters. This means they will not also make phone calls, help with your taxes or entertain your kids for hours with video games. As an added bonus, these “Field” e-meters are considerably less expensive than the currently only-legal-meter Mark VIIIs.

Let me also add that if you’re a preclear or pre-OT and you sit down to be audited by someone who wants to audit you with some gizmo hooked to a smart phone, tablet or PC, please immediately exit the room and insist your auditor audit you with a proper e-meter. Do not otherwise trust your case to that auditor, no matter how good their reputation or how nifty their TRs.

I have in excess of thirty-five years building, working with and programming computers, so I know what I’m talking about on this score. But such experience isn’t even required. Your own common sense should tell you I’m right, if you understand what I’ve said above. Please heed my advice.

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Getting my daily dose of science

From the time I began college up until my relocation to suburbia about a year ago, science was my bread and butter: I was a physics major, then a high school physics teacher, then a science textbook editor. Now that I work as a math tutor and humor website moderator, I have to get all of my science cravings fulfilled on my own time.

Since science really is all around us, coming up with Ideas for Doing Science isn’t difficult at all. Sometimes I look at the neighborhood pool across the street and want to mix in a large quantity of cornstarch. A lesson in non-Newtonian fluids and an absolute blast to run across, but such large-scale Random Acts of Science are often bad ideas (unless you’re a Mythbuster, which is pretty much my dream job). So I have to get my geek on in more manageable ways.

It doesn’t get much more manageable than a slinky. Slinkys move the way they do because of the interaction between two forces: gravity and the restoring (“springy”) force of the spring. When you push a slinky down a flight of stairs, gravity causes one end to fall to the next step. This stretches the spring out. The restoring force pulls the other end down to restore the spring to its natural, unstretched state. However, while the spring is restoring to its natural state, gravity is still acting. Gravity pulls the slinky down to the next step and the cycle repeats.

What if we add a third force to this system: the buoyant (“floaty”) force? In other words, how does a Slinky move underwater?

Good thing I have that pool across the street. I’ll report my findings in a future post.

Twenty-Seven Revolutions

The first thing I’m accomplishing on my  birthday is publishing this post. Since I’ve been born, the Earth has revolved around the Sun twenty-seven times and rotated on its axis 9,862 times (including leap years).

The terms revolving and rotating are frequently used interchangeably, but technically there’s a difference: rotating is motion around an internal axis, while revolving is motion around an external point. Spinning in place is rotation. Walking in a circle is revolution. While I haven’t really considered this point before just now, it means that “revolving” doors would more accurately be called “rotating” doors.

Demonstrating rotation and revolution for my physics students was fun. I’d spin in place to show rotation, then walk around a stool to show revolution. Then I’d spin while walking around the stool to illustrate the motion of the Earth around the Sun. There’s nothing like watching your teacher make herself dizzy to help you remember a concept.

One of the things I love about teaching and learning science is the a-ha moment you get when something clicks, and those moments happen so much more often when you’re seeing or doing something as opposed to just reading or hearing about it. I could’ve just recited definitions for my kids, but it was so much more effective to make myself look silly for a minute. Thousands of books and websites will tell you how electric charges move and interact. Reading all of them won’t replicate the experience of rubbing a balloon on your hair, then sticking the balloon to a wall. I’m going to conduct (see what I did there?) that activity at the next kid’s birthday party I attend.

Or maybe I’ll get some balloons for my own party. You’re only as old as you feel.


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Day 3: Cold Turkey

7 Apr

Its day 3, and already I’m feeling the pangs. From time to time, I have to remind myself to breathe, and think about what a positive detox my body is going through… (#%$*&^*%#)

Anyway, so this morning, I decided to try my first Immitation Meat product. These are basically “Smok Ham Styled slices” which are supposed to be great with salads and sandwiches and are rich in proteins and what not. But who cares, right? Do they taste like smoky Ham at all?

The answer is: Yes. They have got the taste right. Its smoky. Its Ham-y.

But, what they don’t get is the texture. And I guess this is the problem with most imitation meats. They lack the bite.

I slapped a slice of Smoky Ham styled salami with a slice of Edam cheese and some lettuce on my Whole Grain bread (that I’m very proud about purchasing) which I got to slice with my teeny little kitchen knife (albeit a bit difficult)  which I then sprinkled with some chilli flakes and Italian seasoning.

Great. Filling, wholesome, healthy. I was happy.

In other news, I also tried Sunpat Creamy Peanut Butter, and let me tell you, I have not been more disappointed. All salt and no sugar, makes this peanut butter  a dull spread.

I long for Skippy’s PB that I used to have as a kid(anyone remember Skippy’s?)

A Dose of Oestrogen

26 Feb

All of us women need that extra bit of oestrogen once in a while. Here’s an account of my most excellent pajama party with friends Anjuli and Shuli. Comfort food had to feature, of course!

1 – Dressed up (for ourselves) in our best outfits, we headed for a scrumptious meal of Honey BBQ chicken, Spicy Arabiata and a juicy Burger. Then off to the Pub for a drink. By this time I was so full, I was bursting through my clinched vintage dress. Huff. Puff.

chit chat

2 – There I discovered  Double Archers and Coke  with a wedge of lime-  its my new favourite drink. Yum!

3 – A bit buzzed and very happy, we left the Pub and bought ourselves some fatty, junkie grub for the sleep over. Which reminds me, do try the Doritos Lime Flavour. Its quite awesome. You don’t even need the salsa dip.

sungar-fat-salt yum

4 – After we’d changed into our comfi pajamas that Anjuli surprised us with a box of cookies she bought us in Copenhagen. There was oatmeal and raisin, Chocolate chip, Butter, Sugared Vanilla and Plain. Bloody brilliant.

Cookies from Copenhagen!

As you can see, it came in a very pretty pastel blue box that reminded me instantly of this scene in Marie Antoinette:

5- We watched Disney Movies and sang along till the wee hours of the night (morning). And the next day, it only got better.

We made a trip down to the swimming pool where I learnt to dive and do somersaults in the water! We ended the morning with a large lazy breakfast of mushroom and cheese buns, almond croissants, coffee,  juice and fresh gossip. Crunchy 🙂

cheese and mushroom breakfast bun at Costa

I had such an awesome time, I can’t wait to get my next dose of oestrogen! Read more about it on Shuli’s blog http://thingsididmyself.blogspot.com/2011/02/pyjama-party-outfit-9-and-barely-10.html

Mushrooms: Spreading the joy

14 Jan

[This post is dedicated to my good friend Nattu, who sent me a really pretty card (she herself made) all the way from India. See that  lovely Radha-Krishna stamp?

Despite my sickness and state-of-mind, it instantly cheered me up 🙂 Nothing quite compares to physical letters and cards, wouldn’t you say?]

Easy Mushroom Paste and why it spreads so much joy

The reason it spreads joy is because,

  1. Its very easy to prepare
  2. Its versatile (I’ll explain how later)
  3. Its cheap and does very well for a student budget
  4. It lasts really long, so it works well for student schedules too

What you need:

(Nb: the following ingredients are in proportion to 250gms of Button mushrooms. Double it if you want to use 500 gm mushrooms)

250 gm Button Mushrooms

2tbsp slightly salted butter

1 tbsp ground black pepper

salt to taste

What to do:

Wash and chop mushrooms into squarish pieces as finely as possible. The finer you chop, the smoother your paste.

In a medium sized pot, put the mushrooms and the butter and heat on medium flame. The mushrooms will start releasing water.

So you’ll probably start with something like this…

Then go on to something like this…

And then this.

The whole process will take a good 20 minutes or so, so have patience. The trick is to let all the water evaporate so in the end you have this luscious thing that’s swimming in butter (i never said it would be healthy!)

Once all the water has evaporated, turn off the gas and set aside to cool. Once cooled, add salt and pepper.

Its done.

Now comes the fun part. Remembering I was telling you how this paste is really versatile? The thing is, it can be used in as many ways as you want.

You can have it by itself; or toss it in your salad;or mix it with rice to make pilaf; or eat it with nan bread; or add it to boiled pasta.

I have myself tried it as a filling for roles, croissants and also for samosas, and they’ve turned out to be big hits with all my friends and guests.

Just to give you an example, I’ve mixed it here with Garlic and Herb La Roule’ cheese, to make it a breakfast spread for toast.

The best part is that you can store it in a container in your freezer for at least a week and keep using it as and when. That’ll save you both time and effort, especially if you’re running around attending classes and doing your assignments!

Chew, Chow and Chomp at Spittalfields Market

9 Nov

My friends Shuli, Anjuli and I made a trip to Spittalfields Market and then Oxford Street yesterday. Here are some of the culinary page breakers:

We began with breakfast at Coventry station: scone, clotted cream, strawberry jam and tea. How cool is that? And for just 1.99!

scone with clotted cream and strawberry jam

A note on clotted cream: For those who haven’t tried it before (the word ‘clotted’ might be off putting too), let me vouch that it is quite wonderful. To start with, its tasteless. Second, its a nice cross between cream and butter and lastly, it gets all silky and yummy with strawberry jam on top of a warm scone. Yum.

Anjuli treats herself to a generous bite of scone

Cut to Spittalfield. Irritated with the exorbitant prices of the market, we checked into this tiny little restaurant there called ‘The Crepe Affair’. Yes, I have had crepes before, but never one with Ham, Cheese, Tomato, Olive Oil and Oregano! To drink, I had a Pure Mango Smoothie.

Shuli ordered a Ham and Cheese with Extra Veg (mushrooms) and Anjuli got a Londoner (eggs, bacon and cheese)

the cool buzzer thingie

The Buzzer Thingie: They had this really cool buzzer thingie there that I think people in India should adopt soon because its so convenient and cool. So here’s how it works: you give an order and they give you a buzzer. When you order is ready, it bursts into buzzes with cool red and green flashlights, at which point you go to the counter, collect your order and return the buzzer. How cool is that?

my pizza crepe (special) with salad

cup cakes at the crepe place

There were a lot of other food attractions at the market, though unfortunately we found them only after we’d had lunch.

ooooh butternut

all kinds of olives

doh nuts

Exhausted from all the shopping (yes, we did manage to do some, finally) we made our way to Oxford Street, where we shopped some more. By then, we were more than deserving of a delicious yummy creamy awesome treat, and so we went into Starbucks to have their special Christmas Coffee – Toffee Nut and Gingerbread Latte (can’t wait to try the Peppermint Mocha). And though I hate being all Big-Chain-Restaurant type, I have to admit that it was good. And it was comforting.

After that, I refused to acknowledge my friends because they had dinner at McDonald’s, and I won’t elaborate on that because that is crossing the line.


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along came Jim

Posted by secretlynaughty on September 7, 2010

I see his photo most days on face book, I get the occasional email usually something he is sending to all his ‘friends’ a good cause email either to do with cancer or kids or ‘our heroes’. I don’t like the picture he is using now, I much prefer the one he has used the most. Maybe because that was the second picture I saw of him, (the first of his face). It was the picture I printed off and carried around for a while. Yeah I know cheesy right. (I don’t do that now).

After my marriage collapsed I had an on off affair with Don, after 6 months we booked a holiday together, the next day he dumped me for his other on off girlfriend aka TB (the bitch). I took my kids on holiday without him, that was a very subdued holiday. But before the holiday I had joined AFF, on the day I returned from the holiday I had a message from a new man not too far away slightly younger than me but not much, asking for a chance. There was just one problem………..his profile photo was of his erection. I had been drinking wine earlier and feeling bolshy told him that if he wanted a chance he had better change his photo.  I would not be able to recognise him if we ever met unless he was going to drop his pants in public. He soon sent me the photo that even now is indelibly imprinted in my mind.

We chatted on and off for a couple f days arranging to meet at the end of the week (the day after his birthday). All week  I felt such an incredible connection that I worried meeting him would be a disappointment. It wasn’t, we clicked right away, I didn’t even mind that he smoked. We seemed to get on well, I called him my toyboy even though there’s less than 2 years between us. He told me I had lied on my profile calling myself ‘ample’ when in his opinion I clearly wasn’t, (apart from the obvious).

We went for a drive, found a secluded car park. I climbed onto his lap on the back seat, it became a standing joke that I had soaked his trousers. Over the next few weeks we became close, when we were not together, there were text and IM everyday. Then came the day that he insisted we were going to meet at our usual meeting place. We had not made any earlier arrangement so this was a suprise to me. But a bigger suprise was still to come. Sipping our hot drinks as we chatted and kissed he told me that he had to tell me something I wouldn’t like. I wasn’t prepared for what he told me next.

Six months earlier he had applied for a job that would not only be a promotion but also take him closer to his children. I was pleased for him of course but this move was going to take him to Europe and happen in just 4 days time. He would be back from time to time and we would keep in contact. True to his word a month later we spent a night together in a hotel that we had stayed in before. This was the night he introduced me to my first sex toys. My first experience of having a vibrator used on me.

I had never known that a vibrator induced orgasm could be so incredible. That night was one of the best sexual experiences I had had to that date. The sight of Jim standing naked at the window smoking, watching a deer in the car park in the middle of the night will remain with me for a very long time. In the morning Jim gave me the vibrator he had used on me the night before. It was my first lady lust finger (maybe that is why I am so fond of them). He also gave me my orange dildo.

That morning as we kissed goodbye in the car park I had no idea that I would never see him again. A brief exchange of text messages that evening gave no clue that he was about to vanish from my life. He did not reply to any of my text messages or emails, nothing. I was very worried, although a civillian I knew that his work someties took him to places like Iraq and Afghanistan. I was convinced that something awful had happened. The silence was painful. A year passed and still nothing. I am sure you can imagine the shock I felt when out of the blue I received an email from Jim. It was nothing personal, just a chain email. I replied.

‘So you are still alive then’

A series of emails ensued from which I learnt that he had purposefully given me that last night together knowing that he planned to disappear from my life. He thought that I would get over him quicker that way. I don’t know when but he had decided to make his life in Europe with no plans to return to UK.

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Posted by secretlynaughty on September 3, 2010

“Have been asked by ‘sherry’ if you/us will meet her fb tonight and allow him  to play with you as a suprise birthday treat. Meet 10pm in car park.”

That was the suprise text I received from Dave whilst at work. I didn’t reply until I could get home and check out who this was. I found a profile of a local single female.

Dave text me again later.

hi what would you like to do tonight? If you want to text Sherry her number is ************* she is a midwife.

After thinking about this I decided against it.

hi this is sn I gather that you want to give your fb a b’day suprise. Unfortunately I am really tired tonight. Really sorry.

now Im gutted u ok hun x

yeah just get more tired as week goes by. I did give this serious thought though. Maybe another time.

cant u just watch him cum x

no sorry

pretty please x

By this time I was feeling suspicious. Dave was now online

what was the plan?

She wants us to meet her fuck buddy, its his birthday today she says. She wants you to suck him or let him cum over you. I told her it’s up to you.

I text her to say I’m too  tired which I am.

ok. by the way she saw us up on the hill that time.

She is trying to put pressure on me. I’m not sure this is a woman……….I think this is a single guy.

I think it might be too but her profile looks ok

how would she/he know they saw us?

she told me my licence plate number

must have a good memory

that’s not good that someone is keeping a record……… do you remember seeing any women?

was too busy………….there were other cars there.

how did the conversation get around to that and how did they make connection between a couple dogging in april an a couple on fab in sept?

She asked if I ever went dogging, I said I sometimes went on the hill, she said she did too. She recognised make of car.

I don’t like the sound of this………….I was worried before I said I was too tired but now it feels freaky.

yeah I thought so too

Wish I hadn’t text from my private phone now.

you should have let me text , never mind

this  ‘sherry’ is now asking if tomorrow is better……………have not replied

hmmm I did say that we were already busy……..I am IM’ing her but she/he’s not talking to me……….don’t reply

I have not heard anything more but I do think this was a single guy trying his luck. It is very un-nerving to think that they have kept a note of Dave’s reg number months later.

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When Wet is too wet

Posted by secretlynaughty on August 22, 2010

If you didn’t know by now I am an avid reader of blogs like Yummy’s. But apart from that I also chat online quite often with various male friends. (I am not including either Dave of Karl in this). I read about women giving themselves orgasms at work and various other places. Some of the men I chat to including Blogger, Fred, Sebastian and Nigel expect me to be doing the same as Yummy does.

Ok so I have been known to have orgasms in a variety of places and sometimes it take nothing more than a kiss or touch from my lover of the moment. I love to have orgasms al fresco.

But to have a surreptitious orgasm when I am out and about in public or at my desk at work is just not possible. Ok so it would be possible, There are times I could easily give myself an orgasm without anybody suspecting ……………until I stand up.

I don’t even need to have an orgasm, it only takes me to be slightly aroused and I feel the heat running between my thighs ….literally. There are times when I am so aroused that I don’t even know I am making myself and anything I am sitting or standing on soaking wet. I can’t even have an impromptu orgasm in my own home without getting a folded town to put under me, that kind of takes the edge of it being impromptu.

This is why I say that giving myself orgasms in public is not possible, it is possible just not possible to do without giving myself away.

Can anyone help me to find a way of having an orgasm without getting so wet? I know that guys love that I get so wet but it does become a nuisance at times. It also prevents me from having illicit fun without worrying that I will leave a wet mess behind.

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Girls love a sailor or two

Posted by secretlynaughty on July 26, 2010

I wasn’t at all sure how this would work out, until a few days earlier I had hoped that they would get on together after all they had at least two things in common ………..a love of sailing and me! But then as we talked about the possibility of this trip …………..when I say we  talked I mean I was talking to each of them seperately at the same time on msn. I was getting quite cross with Karl, he was being very petulent and childish. Dave was offering to take us out in his yacht for 3 or 4 hours, Karl didn’t think it was worth going unless we had 6 hours. (It would take a long time to get out of the harbour into open sea). To me it didn’t matter if we stayed in the harbour, the chance to go sailing was what mattered to me. Dave said he could get out of the harbour in 45mins Karl thought that was ‘bollocks’. He wanted me to tell Dave he didn’t know what he was talking about. I wasn’t going to say any such thing and forbade him to (I had earlier given them both each other’s mobile numbers). Karl was adamant that he was not going to go sailing if it was not for at least 6 hours.

I was away for a couple of days and was worried that there would be an angry exchange between the two of them but when I returned Dave told me he had lost Karl’s number. Speaking to Karl he wanted to go sailing (even though it would not be for the 6 hours he wanted).

So it was that at the appointed time we all arrived at the marina. We had only been on the yacht for a few minutes when we had confirmation from the lock keeper at the marina that we should make our way to the lock now! A flurry of activity followed making the two men work together with Karl following Daves instructions. That broke the ice. Soon we were out in the marina with me steering the boat while they were busy with the sails. After a cloudy start the sun cae out making it a beautiful afternoon. Here I was out on the water the sun shining and a good wind in the sails and both my lovers with me. It was good to see them chatting aimiably. Karl had a big grin on his face, he was enjoying himself, Dave as always is happy to be out on the water. In 45 minutes we were leaving the harbour behind us. Dave had been right (I had thought he would be as he has had plenty of experience). They both enjoyed pointing things out to me, it was good to see them being friendly.

I was amused to note that Dave had been very well behaved towards me (probably because he knows that Karl is muc more reserved in public than him).  But once we were back into the harbour leaving other marine traffic behind us I found my clothes being interferred with. First Dave pulled the straps of my top and bra down my arms. That was ok, but then he pulled my top down to expose my right breast. Next my bra was removed completely, Karl was in the cabin when my bra was tossed to him to put out of my reach. He did look funny with my pink bra on his head 😉 Dave took the opportunity to play with my breast………..did I mention that whilst this was going on I was in control of the tiller, keeping us in a straight line between boats tied to their moorings and other boats coming towards us. I was still braless when Dave was brewing the tea and Karl was taking his chance to take my nipple in his mouth.

They must have been very confident that I would concentrate on streering while they were molesting me. Karl found it highly amusing that I could sit there with my breasts exposed in public like this. (Oh I had an eye on the boats behind us making sure none were close enough to see) . It was a good afternoon, my back and shoulders caught the sun, my two lovers managed to get on with each other. Dave showed Karl how to misbehave with me on the boat. I have a feeling that should the three of us go sailing again I will have to be prepared for much more molestation now that Dave knows Karl won’t throw a fit and will even join in.

Once we were moored up and sails put away etc we all went to Dave’s house to shower and have a light meal before heading off for the party.

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are you having fun

Posted by secretlynaughty on July 18, 2010

As I slipped back into bed beside the sleeping form of Dave I took my phone out of my bag to check the time 03.05. It was then that I saw the text from Karl.

So are you having fun?

He had sent it a couple of hours earlier after a night out drinking with his mate, together they had driven down to Cornwall to play a gig on Sunday afternoon. He knew I was spending the evening with Dave. He says he doesn’t mind but he insists that I tell Dave ‘no biting’. Yes I did tell Dave what Karl had said but we both know we will just go with the flow and if that involves biting so be it. Although I had told Karl that I was just going to Dave’s to chill out he knew that meant we would have some naughty fun.

We all know that Dave just can’t help being naughty. When I had arrived Dave poured our cups of tea which we took  out into the garden. Placing our cups on the sill beside our chairs he turned to take me in his arms for a long lingering kiss. At the same time removing my strappy top and bra. We both sat topless chatting about life and decisions, the heat of the day fading as we watched the clouds building  up from the south coming inland from the unseen sea.

I loved the feel of his ars around me as he nuzzled my neck standing in his livingroom when we had finished our tea. This was only going one way so it was no suprise to find myself sat on the end of his bed. But when he half lifted and threw me onto the bed that was a suprise that had me in fits of giggles. Melting into his arms kissing passionately I was soon kicking off my flimsy summer skirt and strappy top (my bra was still somewhere downstairs) as we became a jumble of arms and legs. It wasn’t long before I could feel my excitement trickle between my thighs making the duvet under me wet.

Teeth clamped to my nipples and fingers delving into my wetness did nothing to stem the flow of my arousal. Clinging to each other writhing among the bedding, my whole body concentrating on the fingers in my cunt. Nothing else mattered during this time, just our lust for each other. The sting in my bum cheeks as his hand connected suddenly, the cool of the lube as he smears a few drops into my burning flesh. The feel of his erection in my hand as we tumble around, my legs around his back one minute and propped on his shoulders the next. Finally falling back into the pillows together spooning as we gaze at the lights in the distance, the city viewed from here looks so pretty. Its getting late but not late enough for sleep yet.

Semi dressed we lounge on his sofa eating ice cream facing each other my feet resting on his abdomen as he strokes my feet. he has one foot resting between my thighs his toes caressing my labia inside my thin skirt. His other foot resting beside me, automatically I stroke his foot without really thinking about it, just enjoying the companionship we have.

I could go home to bed but I opt to stay,  we cuddle in bed, this is nice, its been a while since I stayed over with anyone. Listening to his breathing my mind wanders to Karl and our conversation just 24 hours earlier when he told me that he loves me deeply, yet here I am in another man’s bed. I didn’t hear the text from Karl arrive , I had fallen into a contented sleep.

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Posted by secretlynaughty on July 9, 2010

Not sure how I feel about this. Last week Dave and I met another couple for a drink, then took them to see his yacht. It was only a quick look round. They seem to be a nice couple, he has been chatting to them for a couple of weeks now. He has been away so I’ve not spoken to him since we met them. It is Red’s birthday and the three of them are going to go sailing and while I am at work they will play. Basing wants to give Red a threesome for her birthday. I can join them after work to help her nolonger be curious.

By the time I join them she will be warmed up for me (Dave doesn’t think she has had any bi experience). Obviously that means that I have the most experience although I am only at the curious stage myself.

Will I be jealous? ………………..of course I will, they are going sailing while I’m at work isn’t that bad enough? But they will be playing without me!!

I get the impression that the two men will be getting Red primed so that when I arrive she will be aroused enough to have her first bi play………….they are looking forward to watching us together.  Ahem has anyone thought about me here? I will have been working, I am only bi curious myself, I shall need to be aroused myself. I shall be in need of some attention myself before I am ready to launch into what does not come naturally for me. (I think he has told them that I am bi).

I would be much happier if I was with them for the whole time. But I have to work and Basing wants them to have 3some first. I would love to go sailing again too. But I don’t want to miss out totally so I shall join them later. I will insist that I get made a fuss of first though to make up for missing out earlier.

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My limitations O-R

Posted by secretlynaughty on July 7, 2010

Here are my comments on the list I posted here a couple of weeks ago. I started with A – B continued with C – D and   E – F and  G – H and  I, J, k, L, M & N just a few more this time  O – R .some of these I have commented on already.

Oral/anal play (rimming)  ……………….I guess I might tolerate receiving but giving are you serious……do you know where that butt has been?
Over the knee spanking ………perhaps I should be a bad girl just so you will put me over your knee …….do you have strong knees?
Orgasm denial  ……..this is an interesting one……….It would take a lot of training as I currently have no control ……if I am going to orgasm the hoover dam wouldn’t be able to hold me back
Orgasm control  …………..see above …………..but I do like to have control over your orgasm hee hee
Outdoor scenes   ………… I have been known to indulge with varying degrees of success
Pain (severe) .……… you have any idea how low my pain threshold is? on a scale of 1 to 10 my pain threshold is -5
Pain (mild)     …………..If its in a good cause ie my pleasure ……….bring it on 😉
Persona training (in scene)  ……………will give it a go (with the right person)
Personal modification (rl)  .………….if it leads to personal improvement I am all for it ……..just don’t hurt me too much …….(did I tell you I’m a whimp)
Phone sex (serving Dom)   ………….If thats what it takes
Phone sex (serving Dom’s friends)    ……….. If I had a Dom who required it then of course
Phone sex (commercial provider)    .………….It has been suggested by some at work that I would earn a fortune at it
Piercing (temporary, play-pierce)    ……………..No, Karl asked me  just days ago if I wanted nipple or clit piercings ……..I don’t need the added stimulation of  metal embedded in my flesh to increase my arousal
Piercing (permanent)  ……………see above………. I am not against them for others but not for me I’m  afraid
Plastic surgery  …………..if it was for health reasons yes but not for pleasure only
Prison scenes  …………not sure why anyone would want to do this but if it floats your boat
Prostitution (public pretense)   …………small possibility
Prostitution (actual)    ………… I don’t think so………I do what I do because I  want to, not because I have been paid to
Pony slave  ………….please explain
Public exposure  …………..have done this to a degree and found it thrilling ……..not sure how far I would dare to go though
Punishment scene     have tried to do this …………..would love to try it again
Pussy/cock whipping  ………..willing to try this ……..just remember the pain thresh hold
Pussy worship   …………you may certainly worship my pussy………..I promise I won’t complain
Riding crops  ………..didn’t know you could ride a crop…….oh thats mot it is it………um be gentle please ……..oh ok just don’t make me count and afterwards can I try it on you?
Riding the “horse” (crotch tort) …………..please explain
Rituals    …………. I have my own but I don’t think you mean those
Religious scenes  ………… a man of the cloth does feature in a few of my joint fantasies with Sebastian
Restrictive rules on behavior   ………..hmm would struggle between being  a good girl and a brat
Rubber/latex clothing   …………cool something to get me all hot
Rope body harness  …….if you have enough rope go for it …………..if I don’t like it I won’t do it again

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3 men again

Posted by secretlynaughty on June 28, 2010

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Just as we were leaving the room Dave was passing the open doorway. I could see that the hair at the nape of his neck was damp, he confirmed that he had been in the jacuzzi. A quick kiss hello and we headed off towards the dungeon. There were a fair few people milling around but not much going on. Dave discovered a seat that we hadn’t seen before and wanted to know how it was used. It was red and the back is heart shaped and the low seat was a horseshoe shape with a cushioned platform slung under it. It didn’t take me long to work it out once we were told it was a ‘Dom’s seat’. The sub lays on the floor with head on the platform under the Dom. Dave lay on the floor to try it out but was soon back on his feet proclaiming that it was uncomfortable.  (I think maybe thats the idea doh).

Leaving the dungeon without playing we stopped at the room where we had played last time. There were 3 people in there (fully clothed) having a discussion. Dave wanted to find out how the swing works, he sat in it while I put his feet into the straps it was hilarious to see. I was standing in the doorway watching him and another guy began stroking my arm, the two guys in the room started making bets whether the new guy(Jackson) would give me one. I could have been insulted but wasn’t. He led me to a vacant room  where we kissed before undressing and laying together on the bed. We hadn’t been okaying for long when Larry appeared and asked if he could join in. Which he duly did , not long after Burns also joined us. So once again I had the attention of 3 guys. It was while the three of them were playing with my breats and pussy that my phone rang. I knew who it would be, Larry guessed one of my offspring but it was Karl. I didn’t answer.

Jackson left the other two to carry on which they did. Larry decided it was time for him to go home but first he wanted to cum on my breasts which he did do but gently cleaned me up. That left me with Burns who enjoyed my mouth on his impressive cock. Larry returned several more times before I hought he had gone. Burns also came across my body and carefully cleaned up the considerable mess. I was dressing when Larry returned to get my mobile number.

Going down to the kitchen I got myself a fresh drink before wandering out to the garden. They were covering over the hot tub and I hadn’t even been in it. That was when I lost my footing just as I was going back inside but ended up in a heap on the step. My drink splashing onto the wooden floor just inside the door. My knee stung like mad, the host hoisted me back to my feet checking that I was ok, saying he would deal with the wet floor. I found myself a chair by the front door which gave me a view of Dave reflected in the window on the stairs. I had managed to cut my knee but was relieved that my stockings were not ruined. Dave made his way downstairs and we agreed that we were ready to leave it was 2am. Neither of us felt the need to say goodbye to any one. Walking out to his car Dave had his fingers inside my mini skirt pushing me against the boot of his car he fucked me from behind ……….deja vue isn’t this a repeat of last week

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communing with nature

Posted by secretlynaughty on June 23, 2010

We stood there in the isolated car park of a beauty spot we had visited several times before after a night out. A bird wooshed past us at eye level screeching as it went straight into the wooded area behind us. As we listened and peered into the foliage we heard it calling it’s warning. We heard the answering squeaks not far away. Was this a screech owl or perhaps the hawk we had seen as we looked out across the valley in the gathering dusk. Earlier we had watched the house martins swishing around in the blue sky above us while small heads peeped out of the nests under the eaves of the pub where we sipped our cold drinks at the end of a long day.

For ages we just stood there listening and looking, occasionally glimping a wing movement between the leaves, the calls and answering calls constantly moving. We realised that these calls of alarm would continue all the time we were a perceived threat. It was becoming chilly anyway stood in the shadows so we moved back into his van.

He had suprised me earlier by meeting me for a few minutes at lunchtime. We had a quick look through the photos that had been taken on his camera when we were having fun at the weekend. I had to laugh as we were flicking through (I had no idea I featured in so many) he kept saying …….thats definitely you. We had both taken pictures of each other but others had been taken by other people. There are some interesting shots in there including one of Alice just before she managed (to everyone’s amazement) to escape from the wrist restraints that had her shackled to the bed. I can’t wait to see  all those photos properly once he has uploaded them and emailed to me.

Anyway back to this secluded car park in the growing dusk. We chatted, we kissed, he fondled. I don’t know how it happened, really I don’t (after all I am usually such a good girl) but I found my hand cupping the bulge at the front of his jeans. Slipping my hand inside his waitband he told me that I wouldn’t get my hand in there. Ok it was a tught fit but a challenge is a challenge and I made sure I got my hand inside his pants for a feel of his warm bulge.  Cutting him in half by stretching his waistband to accomodate my arm he had no choice but to unbutton his fly. Who can blame me that once his erection was free I couldn’t resist stroking and fondling his hardness.

Reluctantly Karl got onto his knees to present himself to my mouth. We are both getting too old to play games in such a confined space (the reason we have not done this since last summer). Karl decided that he wanted to see if it would work if he stood outside my door and gave me his cock through the window. My guess that he isn’t tall enough for this proved to be correct. I opened the door to get a good grip on him. To prevent me from having to bend down to him he stood on the door sill holding onto the roof so that I could get my lips around his precious tool. I soon lost myself, licking, sucking, kissing and nibbling along his length. Taking him as far down my throat as I could, licking his recently shaved balls. Savouring his rigid cock with its soft warm skin, glancing up occasionally to see him grinning down at me. The cat that got the cream doesn’t begin to convey the expression of sheer pleasure on his face. My hands grasping his taut arse cheeks while my mouth enjoyed my self imposed task of eating him until he could take no more.

Cramp in his thighs and pain in his lower back eventually brought an end to our pleasure. Time to make our way home along moonlit lanes. We talked a bit more about our interactions with our fellow playmates 48 hours earlier. He was just telling me that I give the best bj going.(flattery will get him everywhere). When I screeched (like the bird earlier). I had just caught site of the animal that was trotting along the lane beside us. Karl slammed on the brakes fumbled for his torch and went in search of the badger that he thought we had hit. I didn’t think we had hit it as there had been no thud. we couldn’t find anything so can only conclude that the badger had run off, probably into the field alongside the narrow lane. Continuing our drive back home, we were alost there when he slammed the brakes on once more, throwing his van into reverse we were lucky enough to see a vixen and two cubs at the side of the road before they too melted into the hedge.

Just because we live in a small market town it doesn’t mean we never see wildlife in its natural habitat. It’s just rare to see so much in such a short time when we were not looking for it.

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Stand up again

Posted by secretlynaughty on June 20, 2010

It was the same pub, the same semi secluded alcove, the same drinks, the same man the only difference being a different day and different outfits. This time I sat myself on his right from the very beginning. He has been in a confusing space in the last few days. His life changing, the end of an era, hes wary of his new life.

He is glad to be out of the place he has known as home for too many years, it doesn’t feel like home right now. We kiss, kiss, kiss,fondle and kiss some more. Deeply passionate kisses interspersed with playful pecks. We chat then kiss some more. We always enjoy lots of kissing, he is not afraid of public displays. Together we relish putting our mutual lust on display for everyone to witness if they care to look. I spot a young man who I think is Karl’s son. This brings the devil out in Dave, lets give him something to report back. Karl lives in a road that is just off the road opposite this pub, in my mind I have an image of him walking across the road towards us. It has only just occurred to me that we have been sat by a window looking out onto a busy road, traffic lights just feet away. We have been mindful of people in the bar but what of drivers who have unwittingly witnessed our lack of decorum.

Stand up, is now becoming a familiar command (or should I say request). His fingers find their way up inside my black tiered lacy skirt, pulling my flimsy black knickers aside forcing passage into my already wet hungry cunt. No foreplay needed, he just pushes into me the way he knows I want him to. The memory is making me wet even now. The knowledge that we could be caught at any moment making me want this even more. He has yanked my knickers mid way down my thighs. I sit back on the padded bench seat with his fingers still inside me. He is working my cunt into a frenzy right there. We both continue our chat, taking sips of our drinks as though nothing else was occurring. Throwing my arms around his neck I suck his tongue into my mouth in a passinate clinch, hanging onto him as I cum.

Making my way seductively across the main bar hanging onto my  knickers through my skirt with one hand my sexy red/black shoes tapping on the wooden floor, I scan the other customers, no sign of K’s son. Once inside my chosen cubicle in the ladies powder room I remove the scrap of black from my legs pushing it into the bottom of my small shoulder bag. Returning to Dave for more kisses and cuddles he asks if I have  taken my knickers off, I decline to give him an answer. It his turn to visit the bathroom, so I text Karl asking if he is at the pub. (perhaps he is in the restaurant for a family meal). He replies that he isn’t but wants to know who I am with as he doubts that I am there alone.

Getting bolder as nobody has disturbed us yet Dave fishes inside my top to play with my nipples squeezing he whispers into my ear is that too hard, foolishly I answer no, he squeezes harder yet saying you shouldn’t have said no. I agree but I knew that it didn’t matter what I said he would have squeezed harder regardless. Getting bolder still he pulles my nipple out from its confines for a quick suckle and bite. settling back into the seat his arm around my shoulder, his hand inside my clothing I take a quick snap and send it to Karl saying ‘no not alone’.

He immediately replies ‘ah its Dave.’

Dave flips my nipple out again for another play I take another picture saying I should have sent this to Karl instead. (I shall post that one somewhere on my gallery).

Next Dave stands in front of me unzips his trousers presenting me with his semi hard tool. I relish the feel of his warm flesh in my hand as I stroke him while Dave leans down for more kisses. Neither of us have been this daring before but we can’t stop now. Dave kneels on the floor, pushing my leg up onto the bench seat. At first I thought he was going to lick my pussy right there in the bar. Instead though he finger fucked me so delishiously I didn’t want him to stop. Pulling his face into mine I devoured his mouth with a kiss as passionate as any other this evening.

Finishing our drinks we prepared to leave. Walking through the car park Dave slightly behind me with his hand inside my skirt finger fucking me as we walked. Reaching my car he pushes me over the bonnet pulls out his erection and fucks me from behind. Not knowing and half hoping that there are security cameras in this car park that is so well lit it appears to still be daylight.

Throught out the evening Dave had been saying ‘I’m naughty aren’t I?’ of course I wouldn’t have him any other way.

This man doesn’t want to be my Dom, he doesn’t want me to be his toy but boy he knows how to get me to do things I wouldn’t normally do, not only that he has me wanting more.

So what should we do next?

Is it still called car sex if it was on not in the car?

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Sunday, March 4, 2012

Review: Inner Sanctum - Tales of Mystery, Horror & Suspense

Inner Sanctum Mysteries is one of the best-remembered programs of old-time radio and definitely the most easily recalled of the horror shows. Although the series had a few memorable episodes and occasionally featured stars like Boris Karloff, Peter Lorre, Richard Widmark and Agnes Moorhead, it's primarily renowned for the opening of the "creaking door" at the start of each program and the subsequent narration by the host, Raymond, whose dark comedy was usually in contrast to the content of the series.

I have no idea why, but earlier this year NBM publishing released the graphic novel Inner Sanctum: Tales of Mystery, Horror & Suspense by artist Ernie Colon.

This novel features seven tales of the supernatural: "Death of a Doll," "Alive in the Grave," "the Horla," "Mentalo," "the Undead," "Lived Once -- Buried Twice" and "the Voice on the Wire," together totalling 106 pages in black & white. Most of these were adapted from the radio series. In the book's back matter, Colon talks a bit about his career and how Inner Sanctum was a favourite program of his while growing up.

I'm not sure how people without a fondness for the radio program will approach Colon's Inner Sanctum, but as a fan of the series, I can say it's an odd duck. Colon primarily uses the adaptations as a launching point for him to indulge in whatever weirdness he likes to put on the page; for instance, "the Horla" (the famed Guy de Maupassant story, which was also adapted for Inner Sanctum) he depicts the creature haunting the protagonist, even though the point of the story is that the Horla is invisible; it worked just fine for radio, but comics being a visual medium, I suppose it makes sense to render the Horla; the original story makes the audience wonder if the protagonist is haunted or simply insane, so Colon's depiction of the creature seems to suggest what the protagonist imagines is haunting him.

On the other hand, "the Death of a Doll" begins as a fairly faithful take on the radio program, opening with a reporter about to meet the Devil, then flashes back to describe how he was led to the Devil after a drowned woman was found holding a baby doll; the baby doll seemed to pronounce the Devil's name. In the radio program, "the Devil" is just a normal man, but Colon takes some creative license and makes the antagonist "a" Devil who transforms into a giant monster. The odd thing is that his adaptation has the same opening - the reporter about to meet the man thinks is the Devil at a 3 o'clock rendezvous - but in the climax of the story, no such rendezvous is established.

Similarly, take "the Undead." This story was about an actor's wife who fears her husband is a vampire. In one scene from the original story, she finds a newspaper clipping in her husband's possessions with his obituary having been printed years earlier; in the radio show, she confronts her husband and he claims he clipped the article because he thought it was a funny coincidence that a dead man had the same name - in reality, he's trying to drive his wife insane by making her think he's a vampire; in Colon's version, the wife never confronts her husband about the article and instead the twist ending is that she's a vampire but doesn't know it while the husband wants her to make him a vampire too. In which case, why is the business about the newspaper article still in Colon's version with no explanation for why it exists?

Probably the best story in the volume is "Alive in the Grave," wherein a man pickpockets a newly-deceased man on the street, but later finds a card in the wallet explaining the man suffers from cataleptic spells and isn't dead; it's a oft-used gimmick in radio mystery shows from the era and Colon's spin on the tale is pretty good.

I haven't sampled any work by NBM before; this is a slim hardcover, standing 6x9". It's nice that Colon's name is in big letters on the front, but I'm little concerned at the pages in the back of the book promoting other titles in their catalogue - they only identify the creators in 1 out of 6 products.

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Battlefield 4: New Equipment and Gadgets Teased for Final Stand DLC

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DICE has released a slew of new information about ‘Final Stand,’ the fifth DLC map pack for Battlefield 4.

As with each expansion pack, this one will too feature four new multiplayer maps.

  • Operation Whiteout: You’ll fight through both enemy fire and the Siberian cold
  • Hammerhead: Explore a submarine base when you hit the mountainous Hammerhead
  • Hangar 21: Military secrets and hints of future battlefields lie within
  • Giants of Karelia: You’ll encounter both rural areas and a high-tech weapons factory

In the equipment category, Final Stand will be offering new military hardware to players that can be said to be from the future. The HT-95 Levkov vehicle is able to mode sideways while strafing, the Rorsch MK-1 promises to “Make sharp shooters drool” and the flying XD-1 Accipiter is a new flying drone that’s equipped with a deadly LMG.

A new ‘Target Detector’ has also been teased that comes as attachments for DMRs and Carbines that automatically spot enemies for you. Another gadget is the DS-3 DECOY that emits false blips on the enemy mini-maps, making them rush for targets that aren’t there or perhaps right into an ambush.

According to DICE, those taking part in Battlefield’s Community Test Environment will be able to get their hands on this map pack later today, October 15, at 3 p.m. pacific time.

For more information you can head over to the official Battlefield Blog.

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