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Sunday, October 31, 2010

A Spot Of Cottaging

D'you know, I used to really like that Stephen Fry chap on the telly, he was always very funny in Blackadder, although obviously not as funny as Rowan Atkinson (unless he's playing that awful Bean character who I can't stand) but after the news on Twitter earlier, well, I'm not sure I could ever look him in the face again. Knowing that he'd done...that.  Disgusting!

Never mind the fact that he caused me untold embarrassment when I announced to the world on Twitter that Des and I quite enjoy a bit of cottaging! Well, my cheeks have never been so flamed when I found out what it really meant and Des is furious with me. He didn't want us to join Twitter in the first place, a load of old rubbish he said it was, but I told him, we need to keep up with these trends if we are going to blog. Well he's not letting me use Twitter today as punishment (I expect he's going out to the pub in a bit though so I'll probably be able to squeeze a little bit in later)

I know what we do is frowned upon by some, and it's not strictly moral, and no doubt little baby Jesus wouldn't like it much, but then he's a baby and that sort of thing wouldn't interest him much anyway, but I didn't realise what I was saying when I called it cottaging. Now I understand why Des always told me off when I called our little hobby that. Well, I say our hobby but it's more my thing to be honest, but Des always goes along with it to keep me happy, although secretly I think he'd rather be down the pub. But I do love a good nosey around other people's homes, especially those cute little white washed cottages on the coast and even though the local estate agents have realised we are not buyers and we have to go further a field these days, we still manage to fit a bit of cottaging in at the weekends.

Except I can't call it that anymore, the name has been sullied.

Honestly I had no idea that some people were so depraved, to go around viewing other people's cottages and have S.E.X. whilst they are there! Disgusting. No wonder the estate agents always watch us like hawks when we are looking around them. I said to Des, there's no way we are letting that Stephen Fry come to look around our house when we sell it, you'd have to wipe down all the surfaces and wash the bedding afterwards, just in case. I know it's not a cottage but still, you can never be too sure. Dirty little man.

I wonder if they'd call it bungalowing...


Heather from Note From Lapland was writing as Dee in this post.  If you'd like to write a post as Dee or Des just send them an email deeparrot@gmail.com

7 comments:

Steve said...

Bungalowing... isn't that when everything of interest is on the bottom floor... oo-er. I think I know where you're coming from! Nudge nudge wink wink!

Organic Motherhood with Cool Whip said...

And I was just looking for a new hobby... Regular old spying on my neighbors had gotten really dull.

Very Bored in Catalunya said...

Twitter is a very debauched place. Your Des is right, you are better staying away from such depraved people.

That Stephen Fry always looks such a clean gentlemen - goes to show, you never can tell.

Iota said...

Great to see you posting again, Dee.

Mom-on-a-Wire said...

PMSL!

EmmaK said...

Thanks for the warning. I had no idea this sort of thing went on until I went to look around George Michael's place - he kept talking about his cottage and I got the feeling at the time he wasn't talking about the sort of rose covered cottage that I'd like to be taking afternoon tea in.

London City Mum said...

I will never look at you the same way again.

For many reasons, obviously.

LCM x

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