Today I had my purse nicked and end up most angry with my lover. Welcome to the downside of being a mistress.
I had my purse stolen and it was almost definitely by a man who looks 'of Turkish origin'. I'm unhappy to have had it stolen, but disturbed at the relish his foreign appearance seems to have engendered in witnesses, those I've told etc. I'm sure the bank manager is right that these things seem to be perpetrated by non-indigenous people and I'm also aware that there are foreign gangs of criminals. But also we are happy to have foreigners do our dirty work for knock-down wages, so can't be too surprised if some of them are opporunist petty thieves.
Cardiff is of course multi-racial and thief could be as 'Welsh' as I am. I'm unlikely to ever know.

What's really sad is that I was with my lover when it happened and he was lovely throughout, but had to go home to the wife, reminding me that while ultimately we are all alone, some of us feel more alone than others in certain circumstances.

I have friends who will be lovely and supportive and I know how concerned my lover is for me, but somehow that just doesn't feel enough, so here I am sending out my message in a metaphorical bottle to strangers and waving to my cyber-friends who are as real as me, but happen also to share in this strange cyber world of ours....

http://www.anthem4england.co.uk/

On this St George's Day, we're toying with an item for the programme tonight about whether England needs an anthem of its own - as opposed to God Save The Queen which is the UK anthem. We'll try to post some tunes here later.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/pm/2007/04/english_national_anthem.shtml

I have to admit it - I'm not one! Either that or the select band of nice men who have been my lovers were all [cough] inadequate and under-endowed...

It appears all women can have vaginal orgasms and the clitoral orgasm is a myth put about by separatist lesbian feminists to make men redundant You do learn some interesting things if you stroll through Blogland...

I thought people like Shere Hite also found that majority of women didn't actually have orgasms from penetration alone.

Now don't misunderstand me - I think traditional penetrative sex is rather nice but so are lots of things and I'd not want to see it become obsolete, but it doesn't mean that you know...

So I'm not a proper woman or I've never met a proper man - Lets hear it for me and my fellow-inadequates who manage to have a lovely time anyway!

Hi folks,
Where does time go?
About to have a quick saunter through Blogland.
Polly
xxx
Just thought - Is a quick saunter an oxymoron? It sort of made sense for a moment...

...but Sunday night was also a corker!

...and embargo lifted - what do you think of Siobhan Hathaway turning up?! Well!!!!

I heard Wednesday's episode and was bowled over by drama despite finding it totally over the top and overly soapy. And then my wonderful lover was here on Thursday and I couldn't really put him on hold for 'The Archers' and the sound's not working on computer, so no 'Listen Again' either - Damn! Just realised I could have used laptop! Doh!

Anyway, waited until today to catch up with the soapiness of Siobhan, Brian, Jennifer and Adam.

Highlight was the fabulous Lillian caught NOT drinking though! She has to be one of the few characters I like, glorious in her inconsistencies and absurdities, but (or should that be 'and'?) so human...

I love the programme, but hate most of the characters, so more anarchist than addict, despite addictive behaviour - 'Course I could be in denial...

I'm a bit of a Pollyanna so can find the positive in most things.
My lover is away for a little while and we had a gorgeous day together on Thursday. As well as unmentionable lover/mistressy stuff we enjoyed a roast lamb dinner, sat in sunshine, sorted out some computer problems, got rid of rubbish, moved my new TV (I couldn't manage on my own)and just relaxed together. As ever time went too quickly - especially as we were facing a week's separation.

I worked Thursday night and it was strange not seeing my lover on Friday, but good to completely recover and doze after nightshift. I had offer to go to Chapter to see a film, but wanted to stay in and enjoyed evening of Dr Who, working on website, radio and doing puzzles. I decided I was having really nice time despite his absence.

Today the sun is shining. I had practice run of cooked breakfast which turned out utterly perfect. This was followed by a rather wicked Lindt chocolate bunny and I've had anouther lovely lazy day. I am actually looking forward to a quiet Easter in muy little haven. Was feeling quite content with my lot. I'm good at counting my blessings and have plenty for which to be grateful. And suddenly, this little cloud appeared and a light wash of blue wafted into my contentment. I miss him.

Well! Ambridege is getting seriously soapy - Well worth waiting for Sunday IMO I got distracted by towncrying and booze, so was a bit stunned. Let me know what you think after Sunday - Don't want to be responsible for spoiling anybody's Easter.

And tonight I shall be watching High Hopes - The oddest comedy to come from Wales I suspect...
http://www.bbc.co.uk/wales/highhopes/sites/content/

My younger sister can't come to Wales for Easter, so I think I'll be doing Easter lunch a week late...