I went to the local book shop today and have come home with this:
Dear Reader, have I succumbed? Has the lure of masochistic sex been just too much for a poor Household Goddess to resist? Have I run out of books on Theology and Philosophy? Are things getting hot and steamy here on Olympus - and I'm not talking about a condensation problem or leaving the iron plugged in, yanno?
Get real :-D
The box is full of this:
Food porn. The only kind worth bothering about.
I'f I'm not back on here before Christmas, I wish you one and all a wonderful day - whatever you are doing!
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