Thread: Where did you go today?

Originally Posted by Mendip

Wise choice. Nobody likes a hairy rug these days.

could put up with them hirsute birds when I was young dumb n full of cum. but a fussier these days. Ffs I remember when sex was safe and scuba diving was Dangerous

Nessie spotting skills level: Expert.



Good Quine.

Originally Posted by dirk diggler

Good Quine.

The Bonnie Situation , did the queen's reign quench?

Originally Posted by dirk diggler

Nessie spotting skills level: Expert.

Well spotted Dirk. I started the weekend with a wee Highland Fling of my own

The bonnie lassie acceded to a BBQ, after a couple of days to think about it, so a popped a bottle of bubbles to create a festive frisson and strung out my Scotland flag fairy lights

I pulled the boat out with some chicken breast slices to augment my snags.

Spray with oil so they don't stick to the griddle ribs

Nicely charred and ready for dipping in the Teriyaki sauce

She came bearing gifts of Chai Love Tea which I thought bode well for the battlefield

The lunar omen of good portents broached the horizon just as things started to warm up in front of the glowing and glimmering embers

And the bonnie bird's battlements were broached as the lunar gloaming lit the glen...

Time to unwind with a Love Chai. She brought some in a flask to the picnic on Tuesday that was made with 100% milk but I had a thirst on after the battle so I went for water Chai.

Only after making it in my new cafetière did I read the instructions on brewing it on the boil for 5 minutes in a pan. So I improvised by squeezing it into my new supersize microwave with 2 mm clearance to spare.

A spicy brew with cinnamon and cloves.

Smooth Operator, but all she needed was a tickle

The subject of that wee ditty was a mere 17 years.

Deffo a Jimmy Savile, wasn’t he.

Harry Lauder sang that song in 1908 at the age of 38.

He died in 1950.

A road trip to Brisbane since I was in receipt of a kind invitation to afternoon tea from a 39 year-old Iranian lady Doctor.

She has a nice corner studio over looking the park. She has only been here 6 months so her accent is thick and her English is still in development.

I need to get my tea serving game organised. This is next level.

A smorgasbord of treats were on offer including Persian white dates

And my favourite jelly snakes

The tea was quite unique with notes of cloves and cinnamon. This is how you sweeten Persian tea.

We took a stroll in the gardens after tea where the scent of spring hung heavy in the warm evening air, pregnant with the promise of nature's abundance

There was more in store for my stomach with a Persian dinner when we got back to the gaff.

The rice is served with a crispy pancake of dried rice from the bottom of the pan where it is deliberately toasted dry. The dark green dish on the right is Ghormeh Sabzi with lamb and beans. the red dish at the front is Mirza Ghasemi with aubergine, tomato and garlic.

She uses saffron for food colouring. I did not know that it is made from red flower stamens.

The exotic food stoked our passions and we ended up on her bed in the corner of the studio overlooking the park.

It was the best doggying view I have ever enjoyed.

Once passions subsided I remembered she had pointed out earlier that her curtains to the right of the bed had broken and fallen from the rail that morning and were on the floor and could not be drawn. Only then did I notice that there is a massive 15 storey hotel just 40 metres away to the right and her apartment was lit up like a broadway stage. There were 3 people watching us on their balconies and one guy had his phone pointed at us, presumably with his 10x lens deployed, so I quickly killed the lights to curtail any further videography.

She did not seem to notice but how is that possible since she lives there and must know there would be an audience. I have a vague suspicion that the broken curtain was a planned ploy and she is some kind of dogging exhibitionist, and I was her naive mark

Originally Posted by Looper

She did not seem to notice but how is that possible since she lives there and must know there would be an audience. I have a vague suspicion that the broken curtain was a planned ploy and she is some kind of dogging exhibitionist, and I was her naive mark

You were her target, Looper, possibly now ripe for blackmail. Her colleagues in the Iranian intelligence unit were probably filming you from above. Still, a small price to pay for the pleasures you enjoyed.

^ Yeah, a hairy thing to do, Looper.

Originally Posted by Mendip

^ Yeah, a hairy thing to do, Looper.

pun intended, I presume.

^ I don't know what you mean.

Lovely Loppa's lusty larikan persian version, I bet toes curled.

FYI I wrote an article about uses of Saffron ( a controlled substance in Canada) it is the stamen of the crocus brought from Mid East to Provence the Lavante and Murcia by the arab post hegira era , tho was known to teh Phoenecians and ancient Greeks like Wireless Savalas.

Often more than coke or gold by weight ised in Indies to show wealth, in Spain for colour and steeped in luke warm water for giggles, an aid to flatulence and insomnia, sadly my brochure for Cornish Saffron Buns sold out but all the info GO GGLE or Wiki these days. While Iranian saffron ok Murcia Spain is the preferences of the main dealers from Barca. Store dry , steep before use.

A lot of the cost is the tiny plucking , a field fall of small fingers needed to fill a bucket

Saffron is a rare, labor-intensive spice that can cost around £2,500 per kilogram in the UK. The price of saffron fluctuates based on factors such as grade, origin, and market demand

I'm just mad about saffron and she's just mad about me they call me mellow yellow I've been smoking dried banana leafs. Mrs bld requests an electric banana.

Originally Posted by Looper

and I was her naive mark

We feel your pain Loops.

I also recall that I was forever being pestered in India by fake sellers saffron Kashmir is a huge producer but it can take between 200 000 and 300 000 flowers to produce just 1 kg no wonder them fuckers were so persistent.

It just turns yer rice yellow personally I couldn't see the point. If it was going up my schnoz and giving me funky feelings then I probably would of bought some
Or a lot. But no. It just turns rice yellow.

Top man.

A woman into freshly brewed flower teas and being publicly pounded, fooker's hit the jackpot.

He's one smooth bustard for sure

Originally Posted by Neverna

You were her target, Looper, possibly now ripe for blackmail. Her colleagues in the Iranian intelligence unit were probably filming you from above.

I think you could be onto something Nev. I remember thinking something similar about KGBGF 10 years ago next month.

Originally Posted by Mendip

^ Yeah, a hairy thing to do, Looper.

I had been whetting my appetite for our afternoon tea soiree with some hardcore hairy burka porn for a few days before. But everything was surprisingly kempt and smooth (I was maybe a tad disappointed if truth be told!)

Originally Posted by david44

Saffron is a rare, labor-intensive spice that can cost around £2,500 per kilogram in the UK.

I was wondering why she seemed worried that I might blow the stamens out of their container with a hasty breath or a sneeze!

Originally Posted by BLD

It just turns yer rice yellow personally I couldn't see the point

It is a bit odd.

Originally Posted by Edmond

A woman into freshly brewed flower teas and being publicly pounded

I am not an exhibitionist myself, by nature so I will have to play it by ear to see what is the go here...

Seems you are nearly entering central Asia,Peel off rice, steamy Sultanas,
be aware whatever the appearance it is mainly STANS.
May you come along the Silk Rd rather than up the Khyber Pass

Originally Posted by david44

May you come along the Silk Rd

That's my job