I got absolutely sozzled last night. I went round to a friend’s and got roped into a drinking game, I don’t usually do this sort of thing you understand and I’m not much of a drinker so as most drinking games go, they more you drink the worse you are at playing the game, the worse you are at playing the game, the more you have to drink.
Then somehow one of the guys starting talking about fetishes and OOPS, I opened my big mouth and now they all know that I’m a Dominatrix. Did I tell you that they were all coppers (police officers) too? Ooops. *cringe* The drinking game stopped and then the interrogations started. It’s amazing really how interested people are in all this sort of stuff, it was a mix of fascination and disbelief I think. The women were cool with it and they guys eyes were like saucers.
Note to self - I must be careful about how much I drink, particularly in the company of the Law (even if they are the worst piss-heads going :D).
I wouldn’t exactly say that I’d woken up early this morning (I still don’t think I’ve woken up) but I do remember letting the dogs out for their morning business and the morning looked pretty clear and fine. I went back to bed because my head was BANGING *whimper* and woke up again about lunchtime and it was throwing it down. So much rain!
The previous evening I’d left the Velux window open in the attic room and unfortunately at the wrong angle so the window had filled up with water, spilled over all over the floor and then soaked through the floorboards and was dripping off the light in my office, and a huge wet patch in the middle of my carpet.
Groan. Sorted that out and went back to bed.
It’s still throwing it down now and there is thunder too, really loud actually. So much so that I’m sat here with two scared dogs trying to climb into my lap.
Think I’m going to go back to bed, my head is still pounding and I feel a bit sick too 
Do you think those coppers remember my confession?
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