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Wealth vs Riches

l love this ad .. it truly embodies the way l chose to live my life 🙂

The richest and the poorest, truly happy people l have ever known have exactly the same attitude – life is to be experienced, to be treasured and most of, all when ever possible to be enjoyed 🙂

I’m quite fond of San Miguel too 😉 it reminds me of living in Spain when l was 19 and; at that time beer in the local village supermarkets was cheaper than bottled water!!

l didn’t get hangovers in those days … just under ten years later, unlike my supermarket shop then, mine now would definitely include far less beer and much more water..

Anyway – here’s to raising a glass of beer (or dare l even say it – fizzy water with a few ice cubes and slice of lemon!) to enjoying life and getting older, wiser but never ever forgetting to always, whenever possible to find fun wherever you can  🙂


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This makes my heart smile

I recently came across this piece of music and it really touched my heart (see below for the video). For quite a while l was puzzled as to why but then it came to me..

Just like the artist in this story, many people judge what I do to be wrong – and it was very scary to choose this life style initially, however l do feel so very blessed to be in the position that l’m in now and have absolutely no regrets.

l spend my life unhindered by any kinds of rules, just taking in the good things, watching the dawn break over the beautiful London skyline, living in a wonderful part of my favourite City, long walks in Hyde Park, not having to screw people over to get ahead, living in a way that suits my values – acting with integrity and simply having lots of lovely fun with the people l choose to meet and enjoying every minute!

l really am so very lucky to have fought my inner demons about this way of living and to have won! Thank you to all of you that make this possible for me. Xxxx

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Personalised Self Defense Lessons


In this growing age of uncertainty knowing how to defend yourself is massively important- especially from the element of surprise.

l’m currently working with a former Army pro to offer tailored self defence lessons. These are for both ladies and gentlemen with a specific focus on home invasion,  domestic violence and/or potentially avoidable street crimes.

The lessons will be based in either and/or a home and outdoor (and completely private and secure) situation and location in Central London, where I will be acting as the ‘aggressor’ (very slowly and gently) while my security buddy teaches you the best techniques to get out of a potentially harmful situation, mentally, physically and legally

Lessons are from £50 per hour (although l’d advise booking two hours, to cover both indoor and outdoor locations) and include private tuition, course material and me to practice on!

Looking after you – it’s important! Xxxx

Please email me for more details if you’re interested:

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Talking to Spiders..

l’m not some one who kills spiders, although l must admit l don’t especially enjoy them crawling on me – however at this time of year l like having them in the house, as l’d much rather that they snacked on the mosquitoes that were planning on snacking on me.

So having one such creature living in my bathroom was OK. However it being in my towel after a shower was not and especially as it ended up on my arm. I batted it away and felt instantly guilty.

”l’m really sorry spider, l called out – l hope I didn’t hurt you, but living in my towel is absolutely not OK – why not move to my front room? There’s plenty more space and insects for you to eat/friends to meet there!”.

Next thing l know that’s exactly where my spider was calmly and decidedly  heading… Odd hey? Could it have possibly understood what I was saying!!?

Maybe there is such a thing as reincarnation? I never saw that spider again, but l hope it lived happily ever after! 😉


P.s Dislaimer alert: the above cartoon is entirely a work of fiction- there are no black widows in the UK!! 🙂 Well at least l hope not ….

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Nut clusters, walnut whispers..

Raspberry Dreams, Mint Marvels, Purple Figs…

Yep! You’ve guessed it! It’s time to give the London pad a whole new lick of paint and after the deeply involved process of choosing what colours to put up on the walls the whole place is getting a well deserved refresh!

It won’t be long before it’s time to choose a new carpet to put down and with such delights as Ashley Urban, Maltese Lustre and Carrot Cake to choose from l can’t wait!! 🙂

l should have been a colour ‘namer’ (not sure what the right name is?) Rose Pink Pussy ahem Rose Garden anyone? Or perhaps you’d prefer Deep Throat Purple, I mean Deep Purple Pleasure (obviously)? And yes of course both are shades of crimson, not red..or pink, or purple… CRIMSON!


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Should I be giving up on Facebook?

After all the things that came out about how Facebook uses my information (albeit, completely transparent in the very, very small print that I could/should have read instead of just ticking the ‘yes please’ give me my Facebook page box) l’m still umming and arring.

Everytime I think yes!! I am absolutely going to delete this data whoring App from my equally data devouring apple technology l get a friend request, a blast from the past from someone who really touches my heart….. you know –  one of those lovely big heart smiles that just makes me feel so, so happy for them for days 🙂 🙂 🙂 and l can’t delete it because those moments make it so worth it …