I have just been reading the results of a survey in Germany, that found that 47% of those asked had been unfaithful to their partners, 42% of women and 51% of men.
59% of those are repeat offenders. But the good news is that only 30% of those asked believed that an affair meant the end of a marriage, whilst 31% believed it could give it a new chance and impetus.

all very well all these statistics, but they only asked around 1000 people. In a population of 60 82 million, just how representative is that???

The Hotel we used last night was a little strange to say the least. It was built over a row of garages, and on an industrial estate, which was odd for a start. When we arrived, we found it locked, due to open at 6pm. An attractive Asian girl finally admitted us and took our money.
I can sometimes be a bit slow on the uptake, but it dawned on me this morning, following a comment from R about the decor of the room, the fact that there was another attractive Thai girl behind the bar when we left last night, and only a few men at the bar, plus the flashing red light on the building opposite, that perhaps this particular Hotel doubled up as a Brothel.
R confirmed my suspicions this morning to me- and no, I don't know how he can know these things - and did of course mention that it is no problem to him, but if there had been a police raid, we could have had a few problems
An understatement me thinks, so we won't be using that particular Hotel again

ok, can anyone explain to me how the stats work? I know there have been complaints that since the new look blog uk, the stats have gone up, but they don't make sense to me.
How can I have on one day, 1477 page views from 29 visitors? I mean, what were they doing?, and today so far, 55 views from 15 visitors, so each visitor looked at my page nearly 4 times each on average, what does that mean? They kept returning, unable to believe what they first read? or it is the number of refreshes, automatic as well as manual?
I am confused

I seem to have shed the 2 kilos extra weight I put on on holiday! I can only assume it is down to my new super SIOF diet.
Just 4 hours of passion, with no food other than a couple of Lindt chocolates works wonders.

Moving on, in one of our local free papers, there is yet another of those sex survey thingies. How many times per year people do it and for how long to climax. Where I live it is (from memory) about 123 times per year ( so 2-3 times per week) with an average of 19 minutes per time. So, although I am well down on the average number of times, if I take my average session and calculate the number of climaxs achieved per session, and multiply that by my actual number of sessions per year, then my average looks a bit more respectable.
That said, people lie in these surveys I am sure, although most of the locals are pretty trim, so maybe they are indeed all on the SIOF diet.
Apparently the Greeks are the most rampant at 164 times per year or something similar - must be the hot weather and crap telly. Once all these forest fires have died down though, maybe I should look into a holiday there next time.

TTFN

I don't always introduce new friends on my blog, so please all you original buddies don't get offended. However I am honoured to be invited as a friend by Chyna Doll, especially after davij's glowing testimony to her. She does have quite a following, so I am not going to refuse her
And then there is pagandiver, who I must admit I am not so sure about, but I like to broaden my horizons a bit. He is another that is in to BDSM, which I am not into at all, other than a little light stuff that would probably be laughed at by the real lovers of the scene. Not sure about the pagan bit in the name either, but he looks nice in his photo, so I am not one to judge. Suck it and see is more my motto, and if it doesn't kill you it helps you grow.
So welcome new friends and old ( and one did disappear while I was gone, I am counting)

Well, I have read all my friends posts from the last few days. Fortunately some don't post, so it didn't take more than 2 hours. I have done all the laundry, cleaned the flat, and started the ironing- but that got boring.
I have also been to the Gym, cos I did put some extra pounds or kilos on on my holidays, and on me all the weight hits the hips and belly. So, as I am seeing R tomorrow evening, I had to do something. The Gym was pretty empty, and I was pretty tired, but I felt better for it afterwards. I have also had a relaxing bath, and shaved everywhere in preparation for tomorrow.
I have been turned on most of the day actually, anticipating tomorrow evening. It is such a turn on knowing that I will have 4 to 5 hours of great sex. Planned sex is maybe not such a bad thing, the anticipation, the fantasy, the lead up, is just so great. I hope I can sleep tonight. And I am not sure how I will get any work done tomorrow, but I must.
I also went on Scrabble, and won a couple of games. I played Mark, so that was a nice bonus, plus I played a new buddy who is some gym addict from the north of England. He promises to show me his muscles sometime. I never manage to beat him at Scrabble, but as I enjoy the chat so much it doesn't really matter.

So all in all, i have been a busy girl, and now I will go to bed, and try very very hard to sleep.
have a great week everyone. Be good

Well I am back from my holidays. First thing is, I am VERY happy I did not choose the UK for my hols. You poor devils. So much rain, it is incredible. In Italy, the sun shone, every day, and the temperatures were high, although not in the bedroom, but more of that later.
I failed to meet George Clooney, although my youngest reckoned she spotted him drive by, which is probably the closest I will ever get to him, but that is okay. I did some hot texting with R, and had some very racy dreams, that stopped me sleeping actually.
I also found myself thinking of Mark a lot, remembering all the things we had done, places we had visited etc. Our trip to Sussex in particular. Today in my inbox, is his official change of address as he leaves the UK in August. It is truly over, but I am left with wonderful memories.
I finished the book about putting passion back in marriage. It was written from a rather one sided viewpoint that it is the woman who is not interested in sex anymore! Anyway, having thought about the problem, and read all the comments to my post on the subject, I didn't actually discuss it with my husband. He knows what the book is about, but asked no questions, which shows me that he does not want to discuss it. So maybe he is happy how we are.
I looked for the positives in my marriage, like how good he is with the kids, when he isn't annoying them, and how he will always cook, and I can just about give up with having to. And yes, we did have some interesting conversations, and got on pretty well, so I guess one could say we are good friends. He was very negative at times though, and sarcastic, and his driving terrifies us all, and the sex is still passionless and boring, but I guess I can take the good, and try and ignore the bad for some time yet, or at least until the kids leave home.

R sent me loads of emails whilst I was away, and on the last day I managed to get to an internet cafe to read them all. He had sent me wonderful sexy text messages, and messages to cheer me up when I was down, and referred to them all, and more. I was very happy to read all those mails.
One thing I told him about however was that my period had come 4 days early, which now meant it was due the day we return from Manchester. so if it was early, I was in trouble. He doesn't actually mind sex when I am on, but I do.
When I got back today, I find a mail to tell me he has rebooked our flights for a week later
He couldn't change the other flights, so now we have both options. I am truly gobsmacked. He knew the Manchester trip is special, and didn't want me worrying, so just changed it all, and I know he won't let me pay anything.
On Monday evening, we are meeting for a few hours of passion, so i can show him just how very grateful I am, and how much I think of him

and now I need to catch up on all my friends posts, which will take me some time I think. And I notice some of you have been changing your pictures, plus i still can't get used to the new look and feel of blog uk. Is it safe to leave Blogland for holidays???

antlady69 keeps tagging me, so I think I should respond. the easy one first:
1. There are crumbs in your bed cos let's face it, you don't live in a showhome. What kind of cookies do those crumbs come from?

- definately chocolate ones, but gluten free of course

2. You are sitting on the toilet brushing your teeth cos you are hungover as normal. What got you that drunk?

- ahm, that would be red wine probably, followed by a schnapps or 2.

3. You have been dumped cos well, let's face it .. you are a loser. What comfort food do you grab? (after sticking pins in a voodoo doll obviously)

me dumped? no, unlikely, but I guess the comfort food would be chocolate - again, and some red wine

4. Your wife/husband has pissed you off (that means angry in the US by the way ... not watersports) so you decide to go have an expensive gourmet meal on his/her credit card. What do you order?

well, I would not be alone of course but I would go to a top restaurant, and order salmon to start, followed by a good steak, and then dark and white chocolate mousse to finish, washed down with an expensive wine, and then maybe a few hours of passion with my dinner partner, if I was really pissed off. That said, my Husband doesn't have a credit card, I do. Now what does that tell you?

5. Sitting in church (waiting for the lightning to strike you) and you have a book/magazine tucked inside the hymn sheet. What is it?

In Church I am as good as gold, so it would not be anything naughty, although it is unlikely to be a Bible either, as I always forget to take one.

so, now I need to tag some, so I tag onehundredfrogs, davij, Flickster, sony3 and stewartacraig. Don't know if you have done this already, because I am too lazy to look

just off to pack and then I am off on my hols for 10 days.
somewhere sunny, and relaxing I hope.
George Clooney reputedly has a villa nearby, so I might get lucky
R has already given me the all clear on that one. He reckons it would be a compliment to him if I managed to pull George. It took me a while to work that one out, but I think it is also a compliment to me.

see you all at the very end of July, when I will also be seeing R for a blissful evening as we both agreed Manchester is still too long to wait.

This is a serious question, looking for a serious answer, and not just bought about by my life rating in my last post.

I have tried, honestly, and I have bought books on the subject, discussed it with my other half, had weekends away, everything to try and put some spark back. I think there was possibly not a lot of spark there to start with, so I broke rule number 1 of being a top lover, and now what spark there was has fizzled out without really ever making it to a flame.
My husband won't read the books, doesn't see the need, and when we go on romantic weekends, he prefers a 2 hour hike, alone.

When we make love it is so routine, I could cry. It is such a world apart from my love life with my lover, any of them. But I don't believe that I have switched off more since having lovers. I agree that having lovers has opened my eyes to what it can be like. With them I am sexy, energetic, impassioned, and can make love for hours. Ok, it may never be like that with my husband, but will it ever come close?
After 21 years of marriage, should I just accept it how it is, and continue to live my life as it is, with lovers for sexual fulfillment, and my husband as a friend at best.

This week I go on holiday with my family. I wondered about taking the books with me, about reading them together, about one last try. But am I wasting my time? How does one tell a man that I feel no sexual attraction for him, and that lovemaking is boring? I know he will take offence-not surprisingly, and that will be the end of the discussion.
So do I tell him that I want us to work on our relationship. He will wonder where my new desires have come from, or maybe he won't because I have had this conversation before, and things improved for a short time, but have slipped back again.

I am not the sort to give up, but I am thinking it is the easiest option. It doesn't make either of us happy, but it lets sleeping dogs lie.

Well, everyone else is doing it, so I had to try it too. Not bad at all actually. Love is down cos I admitted to a less than great marriage, but otherwise pretty good. That said, by my age i should have it sorted

This Is My Life, Rated
Life:	7.4
Mind:	7.3
Body:	7.5
Spirit:	6.8
Friends/Family:	6.3
Love:	3.6
Finance:	8.5
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I read the accompanying leaflet last night that came with the Lemsip equivalents - actually called Neocitran. In the list of possible side effects it listed:
tiredness, fatigue, or in contrast restlesness, sleeplessness! headaches, feeling sick, vomiting, diahorea, constipation, higher blood pressure, slowed heart beat, skin rashes and asthma.
And all of that is without listing the possible side effects if taken in combination with alcohol or other medication.

Heck, I don't think I am going to take anymore.
That said, the flu like symptoms do seem to have cleared up, but at what cost?????

New resolution: read accompanying leaflet before buying medication in future.

I am so tired, and not for any of the reasons that you might initially suspect from me.
I seem to be going down with another cold, or flu, and have loads to do before I go on my hols next week. Why does this seem to happen just when I am going to take some time away?
I have struggled into work, and took a couple of Lemsip equivalent drinks.
Unfortunately, I have now found out that they are more like night nurse than Lemsip, and actually make you tired. So now I am on the coffee to wake me up again!
This will teach me to read instruction leaflets.

So now, after my cruise of blogland also in an attempt to wake myself up, I had better get back to finishing my reports, when all I really want to do is go home and crawl into bed..........

Just been on line playing scrabble against Mark. Mark was my first real lover, the man who showed me what it is to love and to be loved, and what good sex is all about.
Even though it is 9 months since we last met, we still meet on scrabble.
He is invariably cheeky, and will say I would be disappointed if he wasn't.
Maybe he is right. At first it was very difficult for me to chat, I would invariable cry.
But now, I can do it, I can banter, and enjoy it. I have moved on.
R is definately helping, but also I know that what Mark and I had was wonderful, and was for a time, and that time is now over, but nothing can take from what we had.

Plus I won 2 games against him

I can't remember who was collecting pictures of eyes. But here is one from me, photo enhanced I admit, my eyes are blue, but not so blue, but otherwise perfectly me (when i was a wee bit younger) Today they look a bit more tired, but still beautiful.

I nicked this one from Landersuk, but then I love blogthings so may have found it all on my own. And once again, it is uncannily accurate (although maybe not for Landersuk

Your Toes Should Be Dark Red

Sexy and a little dangerous, you give off a totally vampy vibe. Your flirting style: Straight forward and seductive Your ideal guy: Powerful and a little intimidating Stay away from: Mama's boys

Well, i have just got back from the Gym, where I have been working on those thigh muscles, and watching the Tour de France on the screens. I see the weather in London is bright and sunny. I still haven't worked out why the Tour de France is in London, but no doubt someone will enlighten me.

I felt full of energy after the gym, it certainly does get all those happy hormones whizzing around. Plus of course, some of the guys there are totally fit, and as this has 2 meanings in the UK, I will use both meanings

It is now 38 days until I meet R again. That does not sound as long as 5.5 weeks, which is a very long time and very frustrating. This is the problem with long distance lovers, it was terrible with Mark, as he was in another country, but even a town over 2 hours away is too far.

Still, there are a lot of pluses to this relationship, so I will go with it, and it gives me 38 days to tone those thighs and stomach muscles.

this is in answer to Flicksters post about the mens rules, which were admittedly funny, and I have taken forever to reply to, but here they are:

Rules for Men
Just a few Rules For Men

1. The correct answer to "Do I look fat?" is never ever "Yes."

1. Ditto for "Is she prettier than me?"

1. A grunt is seldom an acceptable answer to any question.

1. None of your ex-girlfriends was ever nicer, prettier, or better
in bed.

1. Her cooking is excellent.

1. That isn't an excuse for you to avoid cooking.

1. Buying her dinner does not equal foreplay.

1. Answering "Who was that on the phone?" with "Nobody" is never
going to end that conversation.

1. Ditto for "Whose lipstick is this?"

1. Believe it or not, you're probably not more attractive when
you're all sweaty, or when you are unshaved.

1. Burping is not sexy, neither is farting

1. Don't assume PMS is the cause for every bad mood.

1. Don't assume PMS doesn't exist.

1. No means No. Yes means Yes. Silence could mean anything she
feels like at that particular moment in time, and it could change
without notice.

1. Never let her walk anywhere alone after 11pm.

1. Chivalry and feminism are NOT mutually exclusive.

1. Pick her up at the airport. Don't whine about it, just do it.

1. Ditto, the bus stop, railway station, whereever.

1. If you want to break up with her, break up with her. Don't act
like a complete jerk until she does it for you.

1. Don't tell her you love her if you don't.

1. Tell her you love her if you do. Often.

1. Remember Valentine's Day, birthdays, Christmas, anniversaries

1. Leaving Gift buying until the last minute is not cool.

1. Don't try to change the way she dresses.

1. Her haircut is never bad.

1. Chooing a car based on colour is an acceptable method

2. She is always right, just accept it.

Rule number 2 overrides all other rules, and is there because I promised more than one.

If I could have my life again I would do some things differently:

      I would have worked harder at school
      I would have developed my own individual style earlier
      I would have travelled more
      I would have had a sports car as my first car, and not an Austin Allegro
      I would have chosen a job that uses more of my strengths
      I would have more fun

Somehow I think I missed out on fun and experimentation in my youth, and am just getting to it now.
I blame my parents, lol.             At least I know what to advise my kids, but will they listen ?

I work in Finance, and found this interesting fact in a trade magazine

For those who can't quite read it, it says that "less than half of the UK's finance and accounting office workers are happy with their jobs. A study suggests the UK's happiest staff are female lawyers, who are Geminis living in Bristol and working for a female boss"

I guess she knows who she is, or maybe there are 2 of them

I lifted this straight from Tracy Cox's blog, which is full of great tips like this one, and how to play it cool with a guy, so they don't run a mile too soon.
I have included a link to Tracy's blog in my bloglists. So you can all check it out.

So here goes............................

Number 1:
Choose the right partner in the first place!
By all means use your head to make your choice for a life partner, but don’t discount your groin. Love without lust is friendship and if you don’t want to get naked when you first meet, imagine how you’ll feel ten years on Chemistry is a crucial couple connection point: think of it as the skates which will help you glide through those rough patches.

2. Hit the books
You need three things for great long-term sex: knowledge (a good understanding of how your body and your partner's body works), experience (practise makes perfect) and the right attitude (the ability to let go of inhibitions, not judge and not worry about what you look like). These are the holy grail of Sexual Satisfaction. If you can throw in No 1 – a partner who is more appealing to you than a greasy bacon sandwich the day after the night before - you’ve got sex which will make you drunk with happiness.

3. Try everything (within reason) once
Your partner wants you to dress up as an Indian and sing ‘Wigwambam’ while simultaneously sucking their left toe? So what! We all beat to a different drum and if that’s what does it for them, why not indulge them? Just because ‘the average’ population doesn’t appear to need or want the same, who cares? So long as noone is being hurt physically or emotionally and it doesn’t become a must-have (which then moves it into being a fetish), anything goes. Don’t judge. Judging guarantees your partner will never suggest doing anything vaguely interesting ever again.

4. Be great at oral
Oral sex is how most people have their most intensive orgasms. If you aren't sure your skills are top notch – and I mean unbearably torturishly good - polish up! Like now! Refusing to give a partner oral sex, without a damn good reason, is unforgivable - especially if it's him refusing to do it to her. Given that’s often the only way women orgasm with a partner, it’s worse than denying her chocolate on her birthday.

5. Keep your brain stimulated
Famous sexologists Masters and Johnson discovered sexual pleasure involved the brain as much as the body in the 70s. They proclaimed sex ‘psychophysiological’ - which basically means if you get your attitude right, the impact on your body will be enormous. The brain is the biggest erogenous zone so you need to spend more time on ‘brain sex’ – fantasies, role-play, variety, surprise, anticipation – than you do massaging other, more obvious bits.