Do you like it?  This heat wave?  I love it!  Perfect temperature for me is around 24c,  but I can accept 30c :)   I have a lovely fan here (an electric one , you sauce pot!)  - not keen on air con and besides we only need that for one day a year. Brrrrrrr Here’s my gal…   London Tour I have my London Tour dates ready now.  21st, 24th and 25th September.  I shan’t be visiting London again this year so please book early or you will have to come to Plymouth :)  Oh and you wil... Read Full Story

The Dean of Women at an exclusive girls’ school was lecturing her students on sexual morality. “We live today in very difficult times for young people. In moments of temptation,” she said, “ask yourself just one question: Is an hour of pleasure worth a lifetime of shame?” A young woman rose in the back of the room and said, “Excuse me, but how do you make it last an hour? We know how dont we? ;) Tweet This Post  Read Full Story

This is one for the Plymouth (and beyond) ladies out there.  I see very few gentlemen as you know. That means, there are lots of lovely fellas I cant see and often have to turn away, for which I am very sorry.  I also often get emails from gorgeous gals from Plymouth or the surrounding  (Devon, Cornwall etc) area asking for advice etc.  Although I am not the fount of all knowledge on this profession and usually point ladies in the direction of this excellent website Support & Advice for E... Read Full Story

I have just updated my hotels and restaurants in Devon and Cornwall page.  Had to do a bit of weeding out and adding a few new stars. Take a peek here and enjoy! x Tweet This Post  Read Full Story

Apparently I have been wearing the wrong bra for, well, most of my adult life.  I flew into Bristol the other day after a very wonderful trip away and decided to stay the night and go shopping the next day.  Obviously, obviously I found myself lingering in the lingerie (is that why its called lingerie? :) department of House of Fraser when the assistant there asked me what size I was, oh 36dd I replied.  She then went scurrying out the back and brought in a pretty bra, ‘Try this on she ... Read Full Story

This used to be a luxury.  I know champagne (the good stuff) still is but strawberries?  No, I think most budgets can cater for the odd basket of strawberries. They have to be English or Scottish for that matter ( I have had some splendid strawberries lovingly nurtured in Scotland - its everything to do [...] Read Full Story

I saw this picture the other day and just gasped. It is of the lovely Dita Von Teese and her new beau.  I think this is possibly one of the sexiest pictures I have ever seen.  I cant tell you exactly why but I think it has something to do with the to-die-for sky-high Louboutin shoes and the stockings :)  I know they are stockings because I had a pair exactly the same, from the Dita range bought for me once - they are divine. Hideously expensive though - around £35 because you have to order th... Read Full Story

Oh look at this lovely introductory email from Mr S.  With his permission I will share it with you.  Thank you so much! x Hi Rhia, Having browsed your web site and your blog I found myself formulating a picture of you. A woman for many a man’s desires, a perfect package. But what sets you apart from many is your honesty it comes across in so many ways. I felt at ease just reading about the various posts you have written. I myself travel allot mainly in the Far East, during my travels I ... Read Full Story

Ive had a few hits on my website from some Glastonbury folks recently and as a consequence, it led me a merry old dance down memory lane.  I spent a fair few days at Glastonbury Festival in, oh it must have been around 2003.  If I remember rightly, it was probably only one of a few handfuls of times when the weather was actually glorious.  I am glad about that, all that mud diving plays havoc with the ‘do’.  (Blimey I just realised what all those bloomin’ shower caps in hote... Read Full Story

 Sister Catherine was asking all the Catholic school children in fourth grade what they want to be when they grow up.  Little Sheila said, “When I grow up, I want to be a prostitute!” Sister Catherine’s eyes grew wide and she barked, “What did you say?!” “A prostitute!” Sheila exclaimed. Sister Catherine breathed a sight of relief and said “Whew! Thank God! I thought you said ‘A Protestant’!” Tweet This Post  Read Full Story