esoterica's blog post - A Great Day Out..

For those who've read Cat's blog about yesterday.. here are some of the bits she missed out....

Cat, superlovely Cat, was right.. we had a great time... good fun, chatting like we'd met years ago... much as I'd thought it would be really though I admitted I was a bit nervous in case I wasn't what she expected!

The nerves quickly disappeared when we went into the first (of many) pubs... so it was down to chatting about family, friends, books, boots, shoes, sex, shoes and sex, and which is the best washing machine on the planet. (OK, spot the fib!)

Now Cat is a very attractive woman, in mind and body .... so it'll be no surprise to anyone that as soon as she went to the bar, all the chaps' heads moved to check her out... and this sequence of events occurred as we made our way through Manchester's pubs... hehe! There was the little guy in pub number two (or was it three?) ... and two out of three in the Circus ... (the other one being a curmudgeonly old sod) ....

We didn't get the recording contract.. even though I was announced as MissP ... and lol I think I may have come over as the Dominatrice ... but I have to tell you Cat that the record producer said he'd sign you but not me.. so sorry I didn't let on

We passed a tattoo and piercing shop... and after thinking about it (five minutes I'd been thinking for a while) I went to have me nipples pierced... but first had to go to the bank machine for the cash. Ran too the cash machine... boots were killing me ... ran back... and started to complete the form! Most was ok.. then .... "Have you had alcohol in the last 24 hours?" Being an honest gal I said yes.. only for the eye candy chappy to say "Sorry, no can do" Boo bloomin hoo I say.... but I've got the number so might be back very very soon!

Oh.. I did some shopping too... some fabric... on the train home (missed me last one had to go to another station and then £28 quid for taxi home from there!... bloomin boots!) ... a group of pals squidged up next to me and started to chat... one of them asked about the fabric... "Oh that? It's for a new fetish costume I'm going to make." So she shouted out to her mate at the other end of the train.. "You'll never guess what this is for" she laughs, waving me parcel around ... "This 'ere lass is a fetishist! How fantastic is that!" ....

Blush, moi! You bet I did.. but laughed with the compartment too!

Fun end to a great day...
Thanks Cat!