Wednesday, 7 December 2016

Kitten Fleeces

Before I make a trip to Bonny Street Market for mother's Christmas present, I want to know your views on kitten fleeces.

Thursday, 1 December 2016


I wanted a holiday filled with wonder, awe and excitement, I couldn't find one, so I went to Benidorm instead.
When travelling to foreign climes where mosquitos are rife, it is advisable to check under the rim of the toilet for mosquitos (a favourite lurking place of theirs). In one sitting alone I was bitten 3 times on my arse, with one bite just half an inch away from my nipsy, can you imagine that? The relief I got from sitting in a wicker chair, in a street café, gyrating my hips in a circular motion was that of pure ecstasy. I really went for it in the Ale-Hop shop and got stuck in with my hand for a good old scrat. When in Benidorm.

Some famous faces for you to marvel over.
Emily Bishop enjoying a fag and a pot of tea at the Belroy, the former Café de Paris.

Judi Dench showing off her tats and admiring a fine array of tat on display, she was a difficult one to photograph, too flighty.

Susan Boyle, enjoying a sedate plod around the old town.

A proper Spanish Costas song.

The Klaxons were a Belgian accordion based band who had a minor UK hit in 1983 with "The Clap Clap Sound", which reached number 45 in the charts.

Saturday, 15 October 2016

Ta-ra Chuck

❤️ "Woman, Stanley, Woman"

Wednesday, 20 July 2016


I'm dripping like a fucked fridge.

Monday, 18 July 2016

Carmen by Mitzi

I used my finger nails to sculpt her features, much easier than using a knife.
After an hour in the oven at 100 degrees,  it's time to paint her up. You can never have too much rouge...
if it's the Victorian whore look that you're going for. Place her on a sunny window sill and watch her age until the desired effect is achieved.
Sun damaged skin. Skin becomes pliable after a few days, so you can drag those jowls down.
There, finished and not a bad likeness either. Pubic hair courtesy of Dame Shirley Bassey.

Saturday, 9 July 2016

Apple Gran

My maid of all work Carmen, turns 50 in a few days time... 50! To be honest she doesn't look 50 at all, she looks more like 65!

What do you buy a maid of all work who has everything including a Morphy Richards steam mop and iron?  

I might have a stab at making an apple gran in her likeness, she'll be thrilled. 

Let's remind ourselves of that exquisite ornament I made for her a couple of years ago?

Thursday, 23 June 2016


Have you ever wondered what causes foam to appear on certain plants in your garden? I used to think it was passers-by gozzing on my beautiful scented bush, until my maid of all work Carmen told me it was caused by insects, but she had no idea what they looked like, so I had a root around with a stick and saw the culprits for myself.

The Common Froghopper nymph, as it's name suggests, is a frog like insect about 3mm long and lives in a protective mass of foam, known as cuckoo spit, it makes the foam by blowing tiny bubbles out of it's arse, a self frothing arsehole if you like, a thing of dreams. Those nymphs start out green, turning brown as they mature into adulthood and are capable of jumping 28 inches. If we were able to jump that length we would cover 650ft, 1 mile in 8 jumps, 1040 jumps I could be in Blackpool within the hour with my party frock on.

Photos courtesy of the internet.

Thursday, 9 June 2016

Liz's Jugs

Look what my next door neighbour from my old house has given me, two Royal Doulton Toby Jugs, the one on the left is Rip Van Winkle the other one is the Pied Piper. I'm thrilled to bits with them.

Carmen curled her lip when she saw them, jealous bitch.

Thanks Liz, I'll think of you everytime I look at them, especially the one on the right.

Monday, 6 June 2016

Thursday, 2 June 2016


Welcome to the little Spanish town of Sitges where it is always circa 1976.

Taken from the balcony on the fourth floor with views overlooking the Church of Sant Bartomeu & Santa Tecla.

Just over the hill from the church and along San Sebastian Beach, you will arrive at Playa Nudista Cala Balmins, where the locals and tourists let it all hang out.

For those who enjoy sunbathing in the raw and exhibitionists too, this is the beach for you.

Enjoy a cafe con leche at the charming cafe montroig.

Cellulite? No, I've been sat on a wicker chair.

After my second cup of coffee I needed to 'spend a penny'. Whilst washing my hands at the sink, I heard grunting noises, I looked up in the mirror and saw the reflection of an old man, standing at the urinal spitting on his 'pecker' and masturbating furiously, I turned round to get a better look, as one does, he saw me looking, stopped masturbating placed both hands on his hips and started to thrust the air in my direction saying ''. I flew out of there clinging on to my mantilla for dear life, I've never seen the likes.

It all goes on in there!
Sitges is only 20 miles away from Barcelona. A 40 minute ride on the train takes you into the heart of Barcelona. One of my favourite cities and one of only a few places in the world where you could be shopping in Zara one minute and sipping sangria flaked out on the beach the next.
Lusting after this man on the beach, he could have taken me right there and then in full view of everyone including his wife, I wouldn't have cared less.

Lots of exotic seeds for sale on the Ramblas. Click on the pic to enlarge for a nice surprise or press Ctrl and the + button.

Live cacti in an inch high mug 4 for 10 euros or 3.50 each.
Ale-Hop (The shop with the cow outside). You find these are all over Spain, they sell everything from scarves, hats, bags, purses, jewellery through to 'sexy novelties', crockery, decorations, stationary and fridge magnets. Reasonably priced too.

Back in the hotel for a nice refreshing cup of Negro Tea.

Back Home

You've all heard of Tracey Emin's Unmade Bed. This is my contribution to the art world, entitled 'Suitcase Unpacked' yours for only 2.2 million any takers? The majority of my clothes were in the washer that small pile of clothes seen in the picture hadn't been worn! 

Sunday, 15 May 2016

Espana Por Favor

I'm off to Spain with the girls. Back soon.

Wednesday, 27 April 2016

Friday, 22 April 2016

Wednesday, 20 April 2016

RIP Victoria Wood

It's a sad day for me today. Victoria Wood has died aged 62 after a short battle with cancer.

They are dropping like flies.