I hope you all had an enjoyable festive break. Unfortunately I didn’t. I contracted some sort of infection and spent most of the week in a slightly unhealthy state and my Christmas dinner consisted of a couple of slices of toast and a cuppa. Because I didn’t feel horribly bad I choose not to seek medical help which turned out to be a big mistake because over New Year things got much worse. My birthday tradition is a trip to a zoo but on that morning I was in two minds whether to cancel and go to the doctor instead. Not wanting to appear too wimpy we headed to Whipsnade with me in some discomfort. After 4 1/2 miles of trekking around the zoo in a howling gale I didn’t feel any worst but decided I had to see a doctor the following day. After a few painful prods from a nurse and then a doctor I’m back on the high strength antibiotics for a month. December was a shocker healthwise and January has started on much the same lines but this blog contains far too much negativity so I’m determined to only report the positives in the future. I can’t believe I just said that.
Something a bit more up to date than I’ve posted recently. Unfortunately I wasn’t in a particularly inspired shooting mood so tried out a few variations with the lighting that didn’t quite work but these are okay I suppose.
Another strange looking update because I’ve been in bed coughing my guts up for most of the week.
The first girl was a fresh faced innocent who had just moved to a nearby town. She spoke very little English so the discussions were directed through her partner who in truth was only slightly better. He told me she would probably be okay shooting up to topless but I found she quite liked to show off her cute petite arse and I’m sure if I had asked nicely she would even have done a few front frontals but I didn’t want to push my luck. Being local there were going to be other chances to photograph her, or so I thought. Unfortunately their stay in the UK was short and they moved back east. The second girl, a typical British glamour model, has a juicy big arse, the type you would just love to sink your teeth into, okay I’m a pervert, and this frock emphasizes it well.
For over a year now my electricity supplier has pestered me about fitting one of their so called smart meters. Being an awkward cunt I’ve resisted, until that is a couple of weeks ago when they tricked me during a phone call. I would like to let you all know that they really do save you money, well they failed to make the appointment so had to pay me compensation! I’m looking forward to the new date and hoping they don’t turn up again because I need all the help I can get with reducing my energy bills.
I was sorting through a box of trannies when I happened upon a couple of nice sets shot one summer in the back jungle, sorry I meant garden. I thought they would make a jolly good update so I booted up the scanner to copy them across to the computer. Everything looked okay except the computer refused to acknowledge the existence of the scanner. Bollocks! With some excellent support from the writer of the VueScan software I use I’ve done a bit of testing but the only conclusion that can be drawn is sadly my scanner has kicked the bucket, well the thingy that controls the connection anyway. I’m not amused. A repair isn’t cheap and probably a waste of money because having bought it back in 2001 (cost almost £1000) it’s ancient technology and there is no guarantee it will work with any new computer I buy. I’m afraid my trannie collection will have to be marked out of bounds until I find the cash for a replacement.