Friends often hear us preach about our favourite London cafe “Coffee, Cake and Kink”. It’s a really great place.* Many people think so – indeed, Abel has managed to meet a colleague there.
To help the rest of you appreciate what a wonderful spot it is for kinky people, here’s a scan of a promotional post-card I’ve picked up there.
I’m posting it because it’s so charmingly depraved. Only a very kinky person could imagine that a teddy-bear could be in need of a g-string!
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* I’ve grown to appreciate it even more since I’ve learned to find my way there all by myself from Covent Garden station. It’s only taken about three years to memorise the two turns you have to take.
Haron: The postcard is adorable but what I wanted to say was that I so get the ‘where do I turn next’ issue. This sort of achievement excites me too! So it makes sense that HE should be the driver and I should be the navigator holding the map. Right?
I could give you a hundred examples of how that goes but here is just one.
In Tasmania. I miss advising of a right turn onto a dirt track that is unsigned. An hour goes by. We approach a town. I say, “Gee, this town looks famailiar.” He says, “Well that would be because we were here an hour ago!” So that’s my fault?
I so wish I could be ‘let go’ from that job.
Satellite navigation is your friend, Rob
Sounds good but in the US the car talked to us and that made HIM very grumpy, as did the woman talking on the phone. “I’m sorry. We cannot complete your call. Please try again.” When a guy starts swearing at a robotic voice it gets a little scary!!
LOL What, can’t he stand the thought she’s right? 😉
I’d far rather have a female voice on our sat nav. I don’t mind her offering advice for my consideration, as he has permission, and if she starts to send me in the wrong direction I can threaten her with all sorts of painful consequences. (Rather like I did Haron before we got sat nav!)
I, however, would far rather have the male voice on my sat nav (although this is theoretical since I don’t own a car).
Sat nav: Turn right
Me: Oooo, yes sir!
Sat nav: Good girl. Now at the roundabout take the second exit.
Me: Don’t be thick, that’s not the best route!
Sat nav: Don’t be insolent. You can take the second exit or the six strokes for getting it wrong, young lady, the choice is yours.
Now get Jason Isaacs to record all the commands and you could just tempt me to take up driving again 😉
And getting back to the original point, yes CCK is great, and Covent Garden/Soho remains a mystery to me to navigate too!
Lovely comment, Minxette, but who on earth is this Jason Isaacs?
Abel, volunteering to act as a stern computer-generated voice
Jason Isaacs plays Lucius Malfoy. Oh, hang on, you probably don’t know who that is, either… The blond baddie in Harry Potter.
Me, I’d rather have a chauffeur than a sat-nav.
Minxette is onto something here. Kinky sat nav!! Definitely a market for that. (Though we would need two versions: one for the guys and one for the girls.) If it is not already patented, I think we should look into it. Now, we just need a lawyer. Got a few hours free today Haron?? LOL PS Minxette I really did write this in the dark – with husband asleep beside me.)
Jason Isaacs also played the British Ambassador to the US in (fairly) recent BBC drama series State of Play. Omg he was hot in that!!! Haron – you’re onto something here: he’d make an even better chauffeur than sat nav voiceover, ie there in the flesh 😉
And on that note, time for bed…
Quite right, Minxette. You’ll be waking before you know it!!!
Hold on – Lucius Malfoy is also the British Ambassador to the US, having worked part time undercover as a chauffeur? I knew the plot of the final Harry Potter book was going to be complex, but this is starting to sound interesting. Now, does that mean that Voldemort is really George Bush… or Her Majesty The Queen?
I have John Cleese as the voice on my sat nav, he makes travelling anywhere more fun!
Abel: I’m not exactly up on all this, but if you are referring to ‘Flight of the Phoenix’ I have it on good authority that it is “brilliant”. Who told me this, you want to know? Why Georgio, of course; he’s 10, talked me through the whole movie and assured me that I must see it. We really shouldn’t rain on their parade – now should we?