I’ve been travelling a bit, lately, and not all of it has been touring for work. Some of it has been sheerly for pleasure. (Well, work can be sheer pleasure, as well!) I recently went to a little two-day metal “festival” in Cardiff. It was at a fantastic venue called Fuel Rock Club very close
I caught a cold when I was in London and figured I would take a couple of days off. Then the bad weather hit and I saw no point in fighting traffic to make it into the city centre. So I have had a nice, long rest at home. I rarely take holidays. I may
I’ve never been one to make New Year’s resolutions, but there’s something about the fresh start of a new year – be it the calendar date or the solstice/holidays – that puts me in a mind of evaluating what I’m doing and thinking of things I can change for the better. My first year was
I’ve been thinking about cleanliness, lately. And not so much about my client’s hygiene – although I obviously prefer when men are freshly showered, I have a shower they can use if it’s been a hectic day. I’m talking about myself, and my incall flat. I know that clients sometimes wonder how clean escorts keep
I suppose I need to stop buying sandwiches and poncy salads from Tesco express as they are probably the culprit behind my waking up with an upset tummy this morning. I get to spend the day at home watching movies in front of the fire. I’m going to catch up on all the new-to-me releases
My pal showed me a good sex shop today, over in the gay village. They’ve got a pretty decent range of toys and bondage gear at reasonable prices. I’ve been thinking of adding a few things to my repertoire and figured I’d start with a few simple toys. So, I have two vibrators, one small
I went ahead and bought the ticket to Hellfest. So that’s me going to France in June. Woo! The ticket to the festival was priced in Euros so I don’t really know how much I paid. I know how much I paid for my flight to Nantes, though: too damned much. I just love when
Being an independent escort in Manchester isn’t all glamour and excitement, you know. Sometimes I just sit around in my underwear waiting for the phone to ring. And while I can fritter away many an hour just fussing with my hair and commenting on the Metal Sucks blog, I do sometimes manage to read the
When I started to set up this website and blog, I had a gmail address for it. But the fellow who was putting this together for me noticed something odd: the emails from my KimberlyC account were showing my real name as the sender! This is because of Google+ and adding an account, I guess.
I really want to go to Hellfest in France next year… I mean, just look at this lineup: Slayer! And Carcass! And Hatebreed! And Goreguts! And… well, I won’t go on and on about it. Let’s just say that there are an awful lot of bands there that I’d love to see, and I’m not