R's rue

After yesterday’s titty talk I thought we’d go all butch today And why not? , despite protestations from my old friend Nigel, I can do butch ( strange spell check went immediately to bitch rather than butch there) I received this postcard from Mathew ( from Georgia )  this morning Apparently it’s Ajax by Giovanni Demin   Mathew said to “ Enjoy the beard”  I will Mathew, I love a man with a beard.... I guess we all have a type . My first crush was a straight friend in his late teens. I was a couple of years older He was built like an American football player and was able to grow a beard not long after sitting his O levels so I’m not surprised I have been attracted to big mature men with easy smiles ever since  Masculine bearded guys are referred to as bears in the gay world, and in my experience Bears tend to be the most “ sorted” and “ friendly” of all supposed gay subgroups ...if  you have  to pigeon hole a group... I remember going to...

 Whipping wind Chilly frost Winter  approaching To cleanse Earthly realms and wipe  with wet  white ice a note to step back handle with a delicate finger and let nature take the lead Then the powder comes as  a calming reminder of living in the moment kiss my lips caress my skin and leave me Not as you found me from R's rue https://ift.tt/3f5V8FN

  I miss the village post office. I miss the complete disarray Jenny the postmistress was always in when faced with something more complex than an order of more than two first class stamps  She was surrounded by paper that often threatened to engulf her completely. I miss those untidy days. I have to travel to the next village to post my parcels, so today went to the Spar which doubles as post office and supermarket to get my nephew’s birthday gift sent.  I waited patiently as two women argued in front of me about social distancing and hid behind my mask  The wait was rather long, and so I was grateful to eventually leave the claustrophobic queue , pay for my post and leave the hot shop.  When I was outside I pulled down my mask and took several gulps of fresh cool air with a sigh. “ Now you blokes know what’s it’s like to be a woman!  “ so said one of the women who was involved in the argument   I nodded and smiled politely “ We have the...