A bloody good week.
By Elizabeth Swan onThe week began with a bang...literally when I got hit on the arm by a train door when I was on my way to give a client a caning. Although in some pain (and it WOULD be my caning arm) I rallied and gave the gent what he deserved. Unfortunately the idiot train conductor who hit me with the door got away with it. I thought about unleashing my bag that was full of fun instruments of pain but thought better of it. I have a few sayings that I like and always consider before acting. 'Don't be a statistic' is one. But in this case it would be 'Don't be a Sunspot'. For example "Angry woman rages against rail prices by attacking conductor with cane/belt/paddle etc" written in the Sun. No thank you. Back in London it was a week of gallery's, tie-and-tease, more gallery's, dinner dates, more caning, comedy and working on my website. And people still ask me when I am going to get a 'normal' job? First of all what is that? And when I'm having the time of my life why would I?!