eclair76 6 days ago Santa Claus Is Cumming To Town This is a frivolous story merely aiming to provide a little festive fun and light relief. It was Christmas Eve, we had been out with friends, enjoying a good night, plenty of laughs and plenty of drink. Too much in the case of my other half as he had struggled up the stairs to bed somewhat the worse for wear. He would regret that in the morning as he had volunteered to cook Christmas lunch. I decided I needed to chill a bit before hitting the sack so was quietly sitting in the living room reminiscing about Chr...
eclair76 30 Nov 2024 Office Correction Stresses of a new mum returning to work. I was back at work, maternity leave over, career back on track. Only it wasn’t back on track. I spent my day worrying about nappies, when would she sleep through the night, was I being a good mother and a million other baby related things. Work was second best and a distant second. Before the baby I was a driven woman, worked hard, had a career plan and was doing well. Now, to be honest I struggled to give a toss. It had...
eclair76 20 Nov 2024 Yorkshire Encounter - Rose Cottage This is the follow on to 'Yorkshire Encounter - The Pub Garden.' Trev’s friend Denis kindly took us back to our car. He was a chatty chap, probably in his 50’s, quite chubby but seemed friendly. He had worked with Trevor, and they had remained friends. “Lives life to the full and on the edge does our Trev,” was his description. “Likes the ladies, old, young, single, married, blond, brunette. Basically, if they’ve got a pulse Trev is interested but he’s a much pickier about who he beds....
eclair76 12 Nov 2024 Yorkshire Encounter - The Pub Garden Perhaps (un)surprisingly I have never been back to this pub since this encounter. This is a story from my younger days, before marriage and kids when life was all fun with little or no responsibilities. I was on holiday in Yorkshire with my then boyfriend. We had been out walking on a lovely sunny day but needed some alcoholic sustenance. We stopped at a village pub and ordered drinks at the bar before venturing into the pub garden. We found a free picnic bench and sat down to rest, enjoying warm sun....
eclair76 10 Nov 2024 The Fat Controller A mostly fictional tale about a memorable party. For locomotive lovers there are no references to trains in the story (wanted to manage expectations on that). We were at a party, not a party I particularly wanted to be at, but we were here. Not really my sort of people, all rather up their own arse types. They were mostly “friends” of my husband, either work or rugby people. Well to do types, the sort of people I didn’t feel particularly comfortable with. Surprisingly it hadn’t been too bad, the music had started quite early so I could avoid endless small talk about Caribbean h...
