Bowie

So I was talking to some people over dinner last night about eighties fantasy movies and we realized that David Bowie in The Labyrinth was a sexual awakening for many women of our age. It got me thinking about those tight grey trousers and their strange and magical allure and I was inspired to write a poem. I thought I would share it with you.

Bowie.

Goblins and goblets,
and dove grey sheaths;
so suggestive.
shadows and light;
dance magic dance
for my teenage delight.


So there you go, I hope you enjoyed that. Seriously - this is turning into a one way blog - are you ever joining me in the 21st Century and online.

I miss you.

Nanny

canadia

hey kitty,

well, i'm here in toronto - looking out the window of my 11th floor apartment..sorry - condo. the sky is getting dark as i watch old episodes of law and order.

the day before yesterday there was a tornado just outside the city, the sky was green and the rain blew sideways - i felt like dorothy.

in two weeks i will be in new york, i will go to beacons closet and think of you.

xxx miss you

The weekend

kitty,

i have had lovely weekend playing with my new sewing machine...



baking a lemon cake...



and playing silly buggers with San at the pub...



i'm off to toronto next week for impromptu work trip... for three weeks! i shall miss my sandy-man, but i'm doing a cheeky trip to nyc on the way home... which will be delightful. i will post pics from my adventures.

xxx nanny

the dummy

Hey C-Payne,

The bodyform is made and I've put together a wee video of how Sandy and I made it in case you want one. It's not that hard, but it takes ages so you need a free weekend to finish it. Also, be prepared to feel a bit claustrophobic and pukey when you are encased in a tight wrapping of tape, it's hot and not very comfortable.

Many kisses and squeezes.

Nanny