On being a GILF

I was really excited the first time somebody called me a GILF until I found out the G stood for Granny. I may no longer be a Girl, but being a Granny comes with some advantages. I’ll be 67 in July, and […]

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Want to get REALLY close to someone?*

*Sex isn’t guaranteed, but may be an outcome. First of all, read this article. I’ll start the ball rolling with the first question: Given the choice of anyone in the world, who would I invite as a dinner guest? (I’m assuming they […]

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The kindness of strangers

Old friends who know about my change in career, clients, and family members have all at some time or another asked me the same question about my current occupation. Isn’t it dangerous? On the surface it should be. A man comes into […]

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Factory reset

I’m loving the phone calls I’m getting right now. Of course they’re appreciated because they’re currently my only source of income, but my reasons are a little more complex than that. I’ve been talking with a few people recently – I’m sure […]

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Home again!

I made it. The car’s unpacked, there’s a pile of luggage in the middle of the lounge room, but I’m here, in one piece, at last. Looking forward to my comfortable bed and to sharing it with some old friends – soon, […]

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Freedom

In just a few hours I’ll be out of quarantine. My apologies for the scarcity of blog posts. When I walked into this hotel room almost two weeks ago – to the hour – I had all sorts of plans for my […]

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What Jane did

I’ve been asked a few times how come I was in NSW and then now I’m suddenly back in Tasmania. As you may know, I’d been touring in NSW since late February. Wagga Wagga, Orange, Dubbo, Tamworth, Coffs Harbour, Port Macquarie – […]

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The Importance of Being

When I went into quarantine last Thursday I fully intended to write a blog post every day. Life, as usual, has a way of getting between me and my best ideas. In the last week I’ve experienced not only the usual (whatever […]

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Saturday afternoon fantasy

The trouble with being in quarantine is that my body is used to sex on at least a daily basis. It really hit me today, during a phone call with a delightful and very sensual man in Sydney. (What a pity we […]

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I cain’t get no…

A certain type of man comes to see me, not often, but often enough. He’s typically in his mid 30s to early 40s. Usually attractive. He looks after himself, always has, probably played sport when he was younger. He’s the sort of […]

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