Thanks to a lovely submissive I have recieved a brand spanking new webcam and will be holding online sessions in the near future, all updates on this will be posted on my site in the news section, happy surfing!

I'm incredibly pleased with my new premises, the fellow dommes who work there have the same work ethic as myself as well as enjoying a good giggle. I feel really settled here despite it only being a month. On the other hand i also have people external to the fetish scene in my life who bring me tonnes of fun. No bull, and no hang-ups which is so refreshing. No control and certainly no paranoia. yay! I'm liking things more and more each day!

Finally got myself a new premises for sessions. Its situated near Fulham, south west London. For more details on availability and the dungeon itself look at the updates on my site.
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I'm finding things kind of hard to grasp of late. Had the recent doings with those close and when people are told of it I get to hear their opinions of the obvious outcomes. I'm currently feeling like a laughing stock. Fair enough that people think these things, etc, but i tend to take a person's word even if it has been broken before now. Maybe i am too soft and should listen to the 'advice' of those around me instead of letting people have fun trying to wreck my already fragile head. I feel a bit naive too as under normal circumstances i would never have let anything carry on like in the way it already had, but i try my hardest to be understanding to the reasons why things occur rather than being a cold hearted bitch about it. Maybe the understanding is hiding the truth, so instead of really seeing why things happen i see a way of excusing it. ARGH i don't know :(

Being a barmaid is not just about serving drinks. You'd be surprised at what else comes with the job. Customer service, eye candy, potential partners and councilor. After a stint working with horses on Jersey I came back to London to go to college, taking on two bar jobs to pay for the a levels i was taking. One of these pubs was the Duke of Cornwall in Hammersmith. Quite a wild pub with very unruly and narcotics fueled staff (including the manager) but the customers were cool and tended to chat with me about the kind of things you would only tell your best mate. One of these customers was Rico. An old German rocker with a big heart but a broken mind began to tell me his woes, being as blunt as i am i advised him how i saw best to advise, thinking not much of it. One day, Rico came in to the Duke telling me about a certain thing i was in no way ok with, basically he had used some heroin that a mate asked him to watch. He on this day told me about his past addiction and how he overcame it. Angrily i said how disgusted i was and he promised no more of it. The next day, Rico came in with a white gold necklace, he gave it to me and told me i was his soulmate. Being a bit unhappy about his presumption i told him to back off. Since  left the duke i have seen him on my mother's estate and he rescued himself; got off of the weed and looked healthy and seemed very happy. it seems like it was only last week i saw him in hammersmith and spoke about a mutual friends gig and whether we could go or not. Tonight i have found out that about a month ago this man, who had a 17 year old daughter, had died of an overdose. I have no idea if it was intentional or not OR what it was that caused the overdose but i feel i didn't do enough to help him when i could have. Now his daughter has nobody after living with such a cinfused and broken man she has been deserted, for one reason or another i could've done more about this but thought all was well. 
Rico at one stage had even arranged for us to go and see hawkwind, to which i declined as i didn't know him well enough. He was a great guy with a genuinely good heart who loved his daughter, but the world got him down so much that he did what he did.
Rest in peace Rico, sorry i wasn't there when i should've been
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I have just started a brand new hobby. I am sick a flies in my flat and was doing the cleaning when i decided to hoover up the flies. This takes some stealth and skill. Being fast and having a sharp eye also helps but i got the little shits and now feel much better! Try it you might like it!

Currently in the process of getting compensation from my ex boss for my head injury, finally got in touch with my solicitor and looks like we're getting Pat Parelli (american horse whisperer) on side. If this deal comes in to play the defendant (my boss) isn't going to have much room to manouver away from paying out. I should know if he has agreed within a month. Pat Parelli is a world reknowned horse trainer, so getting his help or even having him confer with my solicitors is quite an honour. I just have to wait and see...

Things may not all be the most perfect that Icould dream of but the things I want or need have seemingly arrived. The great thing about this is that the crap stuff now bares no relevance in my daily regime as I have nicer things to occupy my mind! I like nice things, lifes ssoooo much easier when things are nice!! Logical hahahahahaha!!

Power means you can do what you want, and unfortunately the church is still powerful

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