My new little tasks

The little tasks Miss Adira set.

Miss Adira could sense I was getting low, well lower than low. So decided to set me some tasks, get me thinking about other things and get out of the house. 

The first week, the tasks amused me a lot.

  1. Find 2 different types of post boxes, take a photo of each.
  2. Draw a cartoon sketch, no more than 5 boxes.
  3. Find me a funny street name.
  4. Take a picture of you at funny street name.
  5. When in supermarket-find something you think I would like that costs no more than £1

Hmmm, that got my thinking cap on, went on google, searched for rude street names and came across one, Cockle Dicks Lane, found it on my sat-nav, then went off for a drive. It was a beautiful day, so window down, music playing, I located this lane. No 3 and 4 done. On my drive home I searched for different post boxes. Now I obviously got the main UK red post box, but I knew we have ones fitted inside walls, ones half the size of the usual post box. But could I find them? No. But as I drove around, I saw lots of the posh, expensive houses have post boxes in the front gate, gate post or garden wall. Okay, that would work, it is a post box. So No 1 done.

When I went to Tesco to do a grocery shop, I was also searching for this thing DiDi may like. I didn’t want to pick sweets or snacky things, stuff I knew she’d like, I wanted something different. But costing under £1 was the challenge. I looked at the cucumber and thought, well I have an idea what she may do with this but the girth was rather slim. So I went to look for courgettes, butternut squash or aubergines. Now the butternut squash were huge, I mean gigantic, the courgettes were more realistic, so I picked one that looked pretty girthy, popped it on the scales, got a print out of what it cost, 73p. Perfect. No 5 done.

Finally, all I had to do was No 2, the sketch, I thought about a story to do for the cartoon, then did a rough copy. A kinda stick people sketch. But it looked good, DiDi did ask was this something I wanted, coz usually what I write about is something I want to happen for real, or has happened for real, I said I hadn’t actually thought about it, but yes, I do think it sounds fun.

So there was my first-week task done. It was fun, and started to think that maybe if it wasn’t to difficult for DiDi, maybe do this every week, even after the lockdown has finished, though I did ask if there would be consequences if I didn’t complete it. She said no, it’s just a fun game for you, no stressing, no worrying about it, it’s just fun.

That evening she set the next week’s tasks. And it was somewhat more than I thought she’d set.

1) find something historic in your town…

2) go to said location n do me a video telling me some facts and information about said place….at least 1 minutes n more than 3minutes

Okay, I had 2 ideas immediately for this. Studied them on Google, then picked The Round House, which is a famous house for our town. I wrote down what I wanted to say, picked a time where there was no rain, got me selfie stick, and went and did my report. Unfortunately, I managed to delete the video, so I had to do it again. And it was blowing a gale that day.

3)Find street names…where first letter in street names…starts with A,B and C…pictures required

Reasonable task. All I did was drive around side streets searching for the street names.

4) find a diamond picture that you think I’d like…and send link

Hmmmmmmm, okay I’m sure I will find one and did pretty quickly. I think she would love it. She said it was very pretty.

5) write me a very Erotic story…no more than 1 A4 page…

My mind began swirling around ideas, there was one thing my Mistress would love me to do, but she won’t force me to do it, and that is for me to go down on her. I have a bit of a thing about bodily fluids in those areas. Anyway, I chose this as my main subject of the story. If I’m allowed, I will type it out and post it.

6) plan me my ideal 3 course meal…( just a hint) we still may be going away in October 😉

This may take some thinking, wonder if Daddy can help with this. I later asked Daddy but he said he’d been told not to help. GGrrrr.

Thinking about what she would normally eat if we went out. I will be honest, Daddy did give me some ideas but I wrote it out as if it was a set Menu.

7) take me 3 sneaky pics of Sir without him knowing ( they cant be all of him watching tele)

Reasonable one, completed fairly quickly.

8) find me something online that costs no more than £3 that you think I’ll like..has to be kink related

This I thought would be easy, but it was quite hard finding something kink related. Everything in the kinky online stores had nothing under £5, even in the sale so I thought outside the box. What would I fancy ? Everything I thought of didn’t work out coz they were too expensive. So I came up with a punnet of strawberries, a pack of Nutella And Go, (a snack pot, half Nutella, half biscuit fingers) and finally squirty cream. For me, you could do some good kinky stuff with this lot.

9) find me 3 lampposts…that have a 7,3,1 and a 0..they have to be a minimum of let’s say 3 miles away from your house and have to be on different streets…here’s the challenge….1st lamppost has to be over 3 miles away…lamp post 2 ..has to be 2 mile away from 1st lamppost…and lamppost 3 has to be 1 mile away from 2and lamppost…and I’dike street names of were each lamppost is…4 can be anywhere you choose….

This one, well I read, re-read, re-read again. Okay, this one is a challenge. I needed to use the trip-meter in my car and had no idea where it was. I asked Master and E but all they said was, I’d ask Google. Very helpful. So on Thursday as it was the last one I had to do, I went off on this exploration. Firstly I need this trip-meter. So I asked Google, well I actually asked the car first, but she didn’t help. Google took me to YouTube, with many videos showing how to find it. Eventually, I got on the screen, Do you want to reset trip-meter, Yes or No. I clicked Yes. And it worked. Cool…… So I had to drive 3 miles away or more, then find a lamppost. Reset the trip-meter, for 1 mile, did the second lamppost, reset trip-meter for another 1 mile, and did the next lamppost. This actually sounds simple, but finding a lamppost with a particular number on it and drive was tricky, so I went down side roads that were quiet if there were any cars behind me, I stopped and let them carry on. Finally, I did a drive around to find lamppost 4, this could be anywhere so I didn’t need the trip setting.

Miss Adira was very happy with my task for the week, the erotic story got her tingling, which I smiled about, I’ve now learned, ( I think,) how to find the trip-meter, though if I don’t use it again for months I may have to look it up again. But I was really chuffed with myself for actually finding it myself. Not needing Master or E’s help.  I was curious to see what tasks would come next. Also wondered what the 10th one wudda been if I completed it too quickly, as she said it was a biggen.

Later last Sunday I got this week’s task. 

1) find shops that spell out my name…cannot duplicate shops….n I’ll have my full name please, Miss Adira.

2) I liked the historical info…so I’d like a historical area/street- same as before, go to said location n do me video telling me that historical info

3) give me a list/info to what you think my perfect evening with you would be- after I’ve had my favourite 3 course meal

4) find me a sexual toy that we could both enjoy that would be new to us both. That would cost less than £20 n send me the link

5) find me an erotic short story- needs to be short as reading bores me- so needs to hold my attention

On the way to see my folks yesterday, I looked for ideas for the first task. Find shop names and take a photo. Now my first thought about this task was that I would not be going to town, walking around the streets, minging with other people, to find shops. And I told Miss Adira, who said well leave it then. Then I began to think if there was a way I could do it without being close to other humans, that’s when I thought maybe I could do it, driving through towns, taking the photo through the car window. That would work. So driving slowly through the village I spotted 2 shops next to each other that I needed. There was no one on the road, on either direction, now I know you should not park on zig zaggy lines, by a pedestrian crossing, but there was no one near, and I knew I would be only a few seconds, so I grabbed my phone, going to take a photo of each shop, until I heard a horn beeping and there was a traffic enforcement officer in his van, telling me to move on. Blimey did he not know I was on a task. I shudda known better really, especially as both Daddy and Miss Adira work for traffic enforcement, in different towns. So I waited until I was on my home to stop in a legal place to then take some photos. BUT, when I told Daddy, he wasn’t best impressed, he said if he had stopped me he would’ve given me a ticket, which would be a £1000 fine plus 3 points on your license. “Do you really think you were right to stop there ?” he asked. “Well no, but I was only gonna be a few seconds,” I said.

As I obviously wasn’t gonna admit I was wrong, even though I know I was, I ended up getting a consequence.

This is the message Daddy sent to the family group chat;

“Right just been speaking to a certain someone, who thinks it’s ok to stop on a pedestrian crossing to take photos and gets annoyed when asked to move…..so this certain someone has to do a 1500 word essay on why white zigzags are down, why WE DO NOT stop on them, the legal consequences on stopping on them……for next Monday…….we all know who this certain someone is…

There are things I could say to this, but I will be sensible and be a good girl and just get on with it.

I’ve decided on the historic fact I want to talk about and I wrote my speech so that one is half done, for No 2. I have completed No 3, and written down what will follow after our 3-course meal. I’ve found a short book I think for No 5, I hope DiDi enjoys it, I’ve read it and it’s very good. The only issue is, it comes in 4 parts, and Miss Adira is not really a reader, but I found, as soon as I read the first part, I was hooked and had to buy the series. So I do think she will get hooked after the first book because she will want to see what happens next.

For No 1, I’ve found 4 shops so far, got another 5 to find, so I will have a drive around again, but be sensible and follow the highway code.

No 4, oh boy this is a hard one. Trying to think about what toys we’ve not got, even if we’ve got them but not tried them, and I really am struggling. I’m going to have to go through all the kinky shops and see what we’ve not tried. Just whilst typing this out, I’ve had 2 ideas, but 1 I know Daddy will not let us do at all coz I’ve already discussed it. So I will have a look and see if I can think of anything else. .if not, I will choose the idea I’ve just thought of.

feeling down

Feeling extremely down.

Over the years I have suffered with some form of depression, I’m not ashamed of it or to say it, I feel people do need to be very open about it then maybe others can understand it more.

Postnatal depression was the first, thankfully not lasting too many years.

When I had my accident at work, 16 years ago and popped 5 discs, finding out I’d 5 degenerative discs in my lower back, followed by many many other health issues following on from my back injury, I was told I’d never be able to work again. At 34 years old, this became a very hard thing to accept. I was now disabled. I was treated terribly by my boss, who laughed at my injury, when I lost control my bladder she was hysterical. I think she believed I was putting it on, that my back hurt only a tiny bit, she had a bad back so I think she thought it was something and nothing, and as for my bladder, I do think she thought it was general leaking you get when you are older. Not a full out accident, I felt nothing of my bladder, until it became so full, I would wet myself. But I never knew it would happen or worse, where it would happen. Thankfully I had an operation a few years ago so I can now feel it.

But all this took a bad effect on me and I was back on anti-depressants, it took years before I could drive past where I worked, say its name, even longer to say my boss’s name. I’ve seen her twice in the 16 years since I left and each time I’ve wanted to punch her lights out, I see her smirk as I’m walking slowly, using a walking stick.

Now I just say, F**k You to myself, I’m better than her and I’ve still managed to have a great life. Which is only getting better.

I’ve not felt really down for quite a while, but I am still on my anti-depressant. 

This lockdown has slowly driven me up the wall. Having 16 weeks of lockdown, only going to the supermarket then to my parents or in-laws, I’m slowly going a bit mad.

I feel stressed, on edge, wanting to be f**ked, but couldn’t be bothered, wanting a play spanking but couldn’t be bothered. Food wasn’t interesting, not even chocolate, wasn’t bothered about having a drinkie, I was in an automatic state, get up, at stupid early morning hours, do my homework, do the housework, eat, vegetate in front of TV, eat, go to bed very early as I was falling asleep by 7pm.

Day in, day out.

Both Master and our son were working from home, but its become irritating, there are things I can’t do now, as it may disturb them. I can’t get in to tidy E’s bedroom. Now I know, he’s 20, he can do it himself, but as he works long days, I’m happy to do it, though I do nag him to tidy it up himself. All I’m doing is putting his clothes away or in the wash basket, bring down all his pots and empty his bin, so his room isn’t smelly. I guess I’m a soft mum and feel if I can do it, I will. I know he’s capable of doing it, as his girlfriend says he’s really tidy on holiday or when he stays at her house. And as I don’t work as such, my full-time job is a housewife, so this is one of my tasks. In truth, I don’t mind, even if I nag, he’s not gonna be living here forever, they’re saving for a house, So I will continue to do these little things for him. When I can get into his room. But Master has been saying he would like to work from home 4 days a week, something I said no to straight away. I love him dearly, to the moon and back but when he’s home he just loves to wind me up, then get E involved, it’s like their sole mission in life when home. I need that space for myself, to have the house to myself, not to hear them both talking whilst in meeting after meeting. I told Master I would start digging his grave if he began working from home permanently LOL. He just joked that I couldn’t dig the hole without his help, which is true. LOL. I’ve compromised and said 3 days at home, 2 days in the office if he can, that way our cleaner can come and hoover without worrying about disturbing him, and I get a full day of peace and quiet too. I thought the idea of him working from home would be ok at first, I’d see him more, it’s certainly made him seem more relaxed without the long travel to work and back, but he’s much busier when he’s home than in the office for some reason. But full time at home, no, no, no. What am I gonna do when he retires !!!!!

But I’m still tetchy, I know I’ve been grumpy with everyone, unfortunately I take it out more on Daddy which I hate and need to stop because it’s not fair. I feel my nerves on edge from the minute I’m up to going to bed,

The worry about this virus is affecting me mentally, worrying about my parents or inlaws catching it, about all the family catching it, I’ve not liked the idea of Daddy having to work but I know he has an essential job, exactly the same for Miss Adira. Master hasn’t left the house once since lockdown began, 16 weeks ago, even now as things opening up again neither him nor I have any intention of going out still. Master worries about me when I go to do the shopping, my immune system and resistance is very low due to all my health problems, and I can quickly pick something up and end up really sick for weeks. So this virus scares us both, I worry more about Mum and Mother-in-law, as their immune system is even worse, when they get sick, it’s months until they recover from it.

Then we’ve our lovely neighbours, single mum with 3 kids, now yes they’re reasonably polite, don’t swear at each other (yet) but the noise. The arguments, screaming, day and night, on a few occasions I’ve thought I should phone the police, Mum just lets the kids screech for hours, and I do mean hours. It’s not a cry out, just seems her youngest likes to screech all the time. The chance of a peaceful read in the garden has come to an end and as schools have been closed, you can tell the kids are bored, but Mum doesn’t do anything with them. She will gab over the garden fence to a family member, whilst kids go crazy. They used to climb on our fence all the time but I became a bear with a sore tooth, I was outside every few minutes for a few days to stop them climbing, making it sound like I was concerned about them coz if the fence breaks they will get hurt, I really am more bothered about our fence. But god, the noise, I’m trying to figure a way to say can you play a bit quieter, some days I can’t even hear the tv, they’re that loud. They play in the front and the back of the house, there’s no place for peace.

So lockdown/stay safe and sensible, it’s becoming a nightmare that isn’t ending. Then there’s the concern of a second round of the disease.  It’s like, will things ever improve.

Then my Miss Adira began saying she was going to set tasks to keep my mind occupied. I know she was worried about my mental state. The tasks would be fun things, it wasn’t a serious thing so if I didn’t get it all done, there would be no consequences, it was purely to keep my mind occupied and get out of the house. I will tell you about them in my next blog.

Monthly blog from Manho the Daddy.

June’s blog from Manho the Daddy….

Well peeps another month has passed us by and to be honest not much has happened, old Boris Johnson has lifted the old lock down a little, so in turn the good old public took the piss and in the few days of nice weather, they went in mass to the seaside causing many disruptions. 

The bike was serviced, however the mechanic said the brake and clutch fluid needed to be replaced, as this was not part of my service, I will have to rebook it in for July at some point. 

So the month has been rather boring with not much to say as I’ve been working and it seems now some of the lock down has been lifted and even more is to be lifted in July, we finally have a planned visit to see Little Minxs and Master at the beginning of July. Unfortunately it will be a social distance visit but nonetheless a visit any way. 

So looking forward to that, and it’s also Masters 111th birthday, so maybe there will be a chance to celebrate that with maybe a social distance visit as well.

So at the start of July, more things are being lifted, such as pubs and restaurants, so we shall see, as and when the bloody lock down is completely over or reintroduced…

A short blog this month peeps as there has been nothing of real interest to talk about.

Oooo just reminded myself on something, so me being shall we say short for my weight should of been taking medication for my gout and cholesterol, but ignorantly haven’t for at least a year, so anyhow about two weeks ago I had a massive gout attack and God it was bloody painful, the worst one ever. So rang my GP and requested a repeat prescription for my meds, called back a day later to see if they were ready and was advised I needed to speak with the Doctor, so I had a phone call later that day and he pretty much said I was broke and had to go for a full blood test. However he did prescribe my medication and have been taking them religiously, I promised both Piggy and Little Minxs that I would take my meds, as I did not want another bout of the gout, as this time it was awful….

Any how that’s pretty much me done for the month so until next month bye bye …..

June’s blog from Piggy/Miss Adira.

So, another boring month has passed again, now dependant on how you view things some form of normality is returning. In that pubs, restaurants and cinemas are opening. Now I can hear you say, but you’re a girl who hasn’t mentioned that the hairdressers are open, truthfully not really that bothered about that. I’m not your typical person who is really to bothered about getting my hair done every 6 weeks, so I’ll probably wait another month or so until the mad rush has died down.

Chatting to Aurora as I usually do throughout the day it was becoming apparent that the whole situation was beginning to get her down and I suppose a bit of boredom was setting and it was beginning to get her quite down. As like many people she does have quite an active social life, whether it be meeting me and her Daddy or going meeting friends for lunch or trips to the theatre. These have all had to be put on hold and a lot of things have had to be cancelled, so I began to start pondering what could I do to help ease this boredom.

An idea formed I could give her little tasks to do throughout the week, things to get her thinking or things that would get her out of the house. Keep her a bit more active or thinking about things she wouldn’t usually think about. I kept dropping hints that I was thinking of things, then I told her. I don’t think she could quite grasp what I was saying or wanting her to do. I then sent her a list of things that I wanted her to do that week. These included;

Finding 2 different kinds of post boxes, take a photo.

Find a funny street name, take a photo.

Take a picture of yourself by the street name.

When shopping find me something that you think I may like, but must cost £1 or less, take a photo.

To do me a cartoon sketch.

She seemed to enjoy doing these as she kinda asked if they could be something we could continue to do even when things return to normal.

We’ll see what I can think of for next week.

Got my butt spanked

Got my butt spanked last time as I accused Master of lying twice yesterday, he does not like to called a liar ever. As he never lies.

I couldn’t find 2 different things, thinking Master had moved them, to wind me up so I go looking for ages. They were actually where I left them.

Instead of asking him to help me look, or did he see where I put it, or just looking more, I told Master he musta done it. Unfortunately for me, I was wrong. And I deserved this spanking.

Master has now decided morning spankings will resume as he thinks I’m in need of it.

Last night I was bent over the bed whilst the Giant Devil walloped my ass.

This morning I was over his knee, whilst the Little Devil walloped my ass.

Miss Adira’s blog for May.

So guys what’s changed from last months blog, well a lot really

So, first of all, it was Aurora’s and my hubby’s birthdays in May, not much could be done for either of them really. Usually, myself and hubby go out for a meal and do something, due to current circumstances this can’t happen. He got a delivery a few days after his birthday, it was his gifts from his ‘little’ and his Master. I recorded it so that I could send it to our group chat as I knew his ‘little’ would want to see him open them, not so sure on Sir he’s not really into stuff like this. In a nutshell, he got a go-pro camera type thing from Master, apparently, they can now do “tubes” together plus it can be used as a camera when he is out and about on his bike for the day to day use. His ‘little’ had bought him some bags and whatnot for his bike, there is a proper name for them but I can’t spell for toffee, but they were things that he wanted because once we are free, he is planning some trips out with his fellow bikers and they give him more storage. There were two small boxes, had an idea what one of them may be so told him to open them last, one was a box of biscuits (guessing these were a little inside joke between them) then there was a chain, he had been mentioning on and off that he wanted one, so she got him one, this will be very special to him.

Then it was Aurora’s birthday a week or so later, I didn’t ask her what she wanted as I knew what I wanted to get her. She has no clue what she was getting or even whether she would get it on her birthday or if she would have to wait until we could see each other again. Now she has passed comments in the past about my forever roses that I have ( i have around 4 various different ones) and has admired them, various different styles. Therefore my idea was to buy her one for her birthday, now if you have looked at these there are hundreds of different styles plus god only knows how many different colours. Then as I was scrolling through them I saw the one that I thought was perfect, it was a little one in a love heart shape, now there were different colours, I was thinking what colour to get but when looking I thought it has to be red. I spoke with Sir to see if I could get it delivered to their house but address it to him and then could he hide it from Aurora, he said that he would, so I ordered it. I was really hoping that it would come when Aurora wasn’t home, but I wasn’t hopeful as due to this damn Covid thing she hasn’t been going out much, but luckily for me when I got the message, with the delivery date and time, she was going to be out shopping for her folks and in-laws. Her birthday came, and we then got a video message to our group chat, it was Aurora opening her present. She was opening my present, I could see that there was a really nice box in a love heart shape, she then opened and there was some more wrapping but with rose petals scattered in the box, then she got to the rose and I could see by her face that she really loved it and that she had no idea what she was getting, so although we didn’t see each other I’m kind of hoping that my little gift made a little bit more memorable but not for the wrong reasons.

Well, my gardening thus far has not been going well, I haven’t yet grown anything. My son has managed to grow some sunflowers, mine and his Dads didn’t, he was of course very chuffed with this and very vocal about it which was quite funny. I thought maybe I’d done something wrong so I thought I would start again and plant more seeds, I was looking at them daily, watering them as and when required. My son and I planted more sunflowers. Then this week it decided to go and be very windy and completely ruined and broke my brand new little greenhouse thing, all seeds gone, well I say all seeds, yep you’ve guessed it, out of the wreckage was my son’s sunflower, which up until that point, we hadn’t noticed it was growing. Now I am at a loss, nowhere to plant anything and lots of pots, compost and seeds. Well, for now, I was talking with Sir and during the conversation, we were saying I need something more solid, so Sir sent me some potting sheds and I have to say I am sold. Hubby not so much, as they are £500 but I could have a “girl cave” so I think this will take some talking into, but I really do want one…..so watch this space or should I say blog.

What’s happened in May.

My blog for May.

So May……..another month in lockdown……..well the first 2 weeks were……..now we are allowed a little more freedom. YIPPEE.  No longer in Lockdown, we are now in Stay Alert And Stay Safe. Meaning we are allowed to visit family, girlfriends/boyfriends, friends but if you do not live together, you still have to stay a safe 2 meters away from each other. Recommending people visit friends outside, in the garden or driveway, parks or beaches. Technically you cannot yet go visiting and go into someone else’s house. This is one rule I have kinda broken the law on, going into Mum and Dad’s house, though I wear a mask and gloves if I visit them, if the weather isn’t nice, it’s just not ideal for Mum to come outside. Unfortunately, she struggles to hear due to the mask muffling my voice, but I won’t go in without wearing them. I’ve not been in lockdown for over 8 weeks to slip up now.

But with this freedom, means the inconsiderate, ‘I can do what I like’ idiots doing more stupid things. Bank Holiday Monday, yesterday, a beautiful day, E went shopping for me and had a drive, Formby and Ainsdale were gridlocked, people driving to the beach. Parking anywhere, even though the police closed the main road to Ainsdale beach, people chose to park on pavements, the roundabout, on double yellow lines. My mother-in-law said someone knocked on a neighbors door to ask if they could park in their drive. They were told not to politely told to F**k Off. Then in town, cafes opened, putting tables and chairs outside, next to each other. The cafe owners should be fined for this. People just sitting side by side, as if there was no such thing of this Covid19 killer disease. I know people want life to get back to normal, if normal will ever be the same again, I want the freedom again, go out for a meal, go to the theatre, cinema, meet my theatre girls and most importantly, meet up properly with Daddy and Miss Adira. But I won’t until we are allowed and even then, I will still be very cautious and probably will still wear a mask for a long time after. My health is poor, Mums and my Mother-in-law’s health is even worse, so I will not put any of us at risk. Nevermind the rest of the family. I doubt cinemas, theatres or pubs, restaurants will open until late on in the year, but I won’t be going, there’s no way you can be a safe distance away from each other. Maybe I’m paranoid, maybe I’m taking it too over seriously, I don’t know. Yes, you can go shopping without masks and gloves, trying to stay away from other people but I’d rather have that extra security blanket.

Anyway, enough of this darn Covid19.

What else has happened this month?

Firstly it was Daddy’s birthday, and it was horrible knowing we couldn’t go and see him, can’t celebrate as we would normally. Even worse, the presents he had asked for, was arriving after his birthday. Even though I’d ordered them early. I was being a bit hypocritical to myself, I didn’t want Daddy to buy a new motorbike, and I will admit I wasn’t best impressed when he told me he had bought himself a new one. So when he asked for things for his bike, I suppose I shudda said no, I’m not buying anything for that thing I don’t like. But seeing how chuffed he was with it, almost like he had got his mojo back, how could I refuse to see him this happy. All I ask is for Daddy to tell me when he’s home safe and well. So I bought him 2 things for his bike, a Tank Saddle Bag and Panniers. Ages ago, he found a silver chain he liked for himself, but he had said don’t buy that, the 2 things for my bike is enough. But I surprised him and bought it, he was made up. But they arrived a week after his birthday. I picked a nice card for him, which at least arrived on time and he loved it. Wrapped his presents, along with Masters present, boxed it up, and posted it to Daddy. So a few days later he came home from work to find a big box just for him. So it was a bit like he was having a second birthday. Miss Adira videoed him opening his presents, which was really nice, at least we were able to enjoy that.

Then a week later, it was my birthday. I’m now into the second half of a century, OMG, 51, so old. But at least I don’t feel 51 in my head, in my body I’m about 91 LOL. 

The day before, Master gave me a box, telling me I had to open it now, even though it was a day early. I usually have a strict rule that no one opens presents before their birthday. But Daddy had also told me I had to open this there and then. Master videoed it to send to Daddy and Miss Adira. It was a difficult box to open and I soon realised why. There was a card, with flowers inside it. The card was made of a plastic sort of material, in the shape of a box, with a window, revealing real flowers, inside the box was a little oasis, to put the water. I have never seen anything look so pretty, I missed giving Daddy a big thank you hug. 

My Birthday was on the Thursday, the Monday before was when the government changed the Lockdown to Stay Safe And Stay Sensible. So in the morning, Dad phoned, asking if I was coming to see them, I wasn’t actually planning on going but I knew they would want to see me, so I got myself ready then drove to see Mum and Dad, I messaged my in-laws first, asking if they wanted me to come to them as they only live around the corner from Mum’s, they said no, they fancied a drive so would be around later that day. 

Two carers were visiting Mum, from the centre she normally goes to on a Tuesday and Thursday, for Dementia/Alzheimer sufferers, as it’s closed due to Lockdown, giving Dad a bit of a break as he has found the lockdown hard. It was nice actually because the carers plus Mum and Dad all sang Happy Birthday when I arrived. I stayed for an hour or two, then headed home. Both Master and E were working from home so I didn’t see much of them. Soon my in-laws came round so we had a long chat over the garden fence, Master came down for a break and join in on the chat. About 4 pm, E’s girlfriend, I, came round with flowers and choccie, she knows how to win my heart, the two of them had given me money, so I’ve bought a Pandora bracelet. Master and E came outside and we all chatted with her, God I miss this girl, she is so so lovely, and I do class her as my daughter. She always makes me laugh and smile, we can chat for hours, I feel very lucky E has found such a wonderful girl. Then it was time for the birthday dinner, steak, chips and salad, made by my talented chef, Master.

A bit before this though, Daddy had an idea, Miss Adira was finishing work a bit early, so he wondered if they could drive over to see me, he said he can’t not see me and now the law changed it meant you were allowed to travel a little, so it was okay. So after dinner, Daddy and Miss Adira came round, again just chatting over the garden fence. It was torturous not being able to say hi, thank you, miss you, Happy Birthday (for Daddy) with a hug and a kiss, just hold them, feel them touching me. I don’t know if this was worse than actually not seeing them. It was like, there’s your new toy, but you can’t have it or play with it. Now Daddy is paying for a new tattoo for my birthday, but he bought me a present as well. I knew what it was, just didn’t know which one. I wanted to begin collecting these Funko Pops, Miss Adira has loads of them, E has started collecting them too. I was a big big fan of Steve Irwin, I’m fascinated with alligators, crocodiles and snakes and what he did was just wild, (if I live again, I’d love a job like his.) Ages ago Master showed me these Pops of him, one holding a croc, one holding a turtle. I really wanted the croc, but Daddy had managed to get both. Saying the turtle one was the most difficult one to get. I loved them, think I’ve got the perfect place for them where I can add to them, so I really was made up.

Now Miss Adira had posted something to me early, telling Master to keep hold of it until my big day. I had no clue about this or what it was, she hadn’t asked me what I wanted so it was a complete mystery. Master videoed me opening another tricky box. Inside was a beautifully shaped heart box, I was still flummoxed as I fought with this darn box. (I am one of these people that open things carefully, looking at everything LOL) I got it open, seeing some dried red rose petals against black tissue paper. Pulling it all out carefully, I found this beautiful red rose. It was a Forever Rose, just beginning to bloom. Somehow the rose had been shaped into a heart, it had sparkles over it, encased inside a glass dome. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Miss Adira has some of these from their son, I always admire them, for once I was speechless. It was priceless and went straight onto the mantlepiece next to the other one she had bought me for Xmas. Right next to my card/flowers and their photo.

When they came to see me, I showed Miss Adira the rose, as she had bought it online, she said it took a long long time to choose this one, the shape, the colour, and sparkles were just perfect for me. God, I wanted to hug her tightly, hug both of them tightly. Seeing them, face to face, finished my day perfectly, we chatted for well over an hour before they said their goodbyes. It really has been a special day, even if it wasn’t what we would normally do. We can celebrate properly when we are allowed to visit and play.

Miss Adira’s blog for April.

Piggies Blog for the Lockdown

Well what’s been happening since my last blog. All I can say is the world has gone crazy..queuing to get your weekly shopping, children can’t go to school, can’t travel to see friends or family and should only leave the house for essentials.  Therefore life has pretty much come to a halt.

When everything first went tits up, I was originally still in work but I was only working 2 to 3 days a week so I wondered what I could do with all this new free time. We’ve been in our house now for around 6 years and since moving in, I wanted to do something with both the front garden and back garden, perfect opportunity I thought to start to do some work and beginning this little task. Well it was a good idea, only managed a week on these short shifts before I was called back into work for days and full shift. Work has now slowed down but not stopped.

What have I been doing, I thought I would start with something easy as I wanted to grow things from seed, so far I’ve tried to grow some herbs, tomatoes and flowers. Until today, I was having no luck. I went into my little greenhouse to check on my seedlings, and three have begun to sprout. I checked which pot it was, and it was the sun flowers that I had planted, so it would appear that I could grow some things. The trouble is, can I keep them growing and see them through to being an actual Sunflower.

The rest of the things that I have grown have not been so lucky, no herbs, no flowers. I think I drowned them, so I have planted some more herbs to see if I can have better luck, I will keep you posted on my progress and whether or not I have better luck the second time around.

I have made some planters for the front and back garden, in these planters I have planted various trees, shrubs and flowers. Currently these are doing well, my plan with these is to let them establish within the planters and then to ask Sir to build, well I say ask, I actually mean, remind Sir that he said that he would build me some bigger planters for the back garden. There are other things that I want, like a potting table, bigger greenhouse thing, BBQ area an a fire pit to name but a few. Now these maybe grand ideas seeing as myself and hubby are not very creative or good with our hands, well in a creative building kinda way anyway. So I’ll just have to see what everything looks like this time next year, or may be sooner if we don’t get any type of freedom soon…

Take care everyone and I’ll see you all next month

April’s blog from Daddy.

Manho belated blog for April…

Well again, I am a little late with April’s blog, can’t really blame the woohoo flu, as to be honest I have had the time to write it, however, due to the shite in what is happening in the world at this moment in time, I just couldn’t think of anything to write about. 

So Little Minx’s had reminded me at the beginning of May, regarding my blog and I had explained that I could not think of anything to write, as we have been on lockdown for all of April and I’ve pretty much done nothing, bar go into work, as I and Piggy are classed as key workers and unfortunately our jobs cannot be done from home. Now again Little Minx’s had passed comment this morning in front of Master, asking if I had done my blog. Knowing full well that I hadn’t, so Master piped up saying no Blogs from Manho or Piggy and subsequently set us both a punishment for lateness of blogs and we have to pick each other’s punishment, so that’s me screwed as Piggy can be quite evils.

So I am here, now writing a brief blog on a Friday morning on the 8th May at 0900 in the kitchen, listening to music and pondering on what to put, the only interesting thing I did in April was buy a new Motorcycle, much to the disgust of Little Minx’s, as she has not wanted me to obtain another motorcycle. However, the biker in me was pinning for a new motorcycle and I was trolling the old inter web and had seen a few in which they would deliver the bike to my door, now the issue is not being able to see the motorcycle and be able to test ride it as well, so pretty much sold as seen with potentially a lot of underlying issues, which is not what I wanted at all, so back onto the inter web and just had a look see at a bike shop which was two minutes from where I lived, just to see what he had in stock and noticed he had a very nice Honda VTR1000. Now I really like these bikes, a sporty seating position but not as aggressive. Little Minx’s was worried, as I have issues with my fingers and wrist when riding the last bike, so I was looking for a bike which would be comfortable to ride long distances with, so I rang the shop up as they were still doing MOT and servicing and they said if I went down they would bring it out and let me look. So I went down and as they had said, it was out of the front, so I had a look, started her up and sat on her and oooo I like this I thought. Now it was my mission to convince Piggy as she wanted me to get a cruiser style bike as she really enjoys riding on the back of that style of bike but I did really like this bike, so I rang Piggy up, who was at work and she said she wanted to see it first. So I said ok, picked Piggy up from work drove to the shop and when she saw the bike I could tell she was not impressed in any shape or form, ”It’s no different from the other bike,” she said, “Yes it is, it’s bigger for a start and comfortable to sit on,” I told her. She was not impressed at all and pretty much said do what you want. So this man in me put the deposit down on it and said I would collect the bike on Friday, in 2 days’ time. We got home and Piggy was in a slight bad mood, saying she would not get on the back of the bike as she did not like riding on that style of bikes. Later in the evening she had calmed down and was talking more and I know for her it wasn’t her cup of tea, however I’m riding the bike and felt very comfortable on it and riding it is brilliant, just snuggled into it and away we go and absolutely no issues with hands, or wrist at all…bonus.

Now I need to apologise to Master for this late blog and promise Mays blog will be sent without any reminders, promise…

Daddy’s story, Rayanna the very naughty mouse

Daddy’s story                                

Rayanna the very naughty mouse. Chapter 3.

After the scary time when the giants had grabbed Rayanna, she had been severely punished by Pappa mouse and grounded for a whole month. But Rayanna had been so scared, she knew she was wrong to go out to the grassland but it was so boring staying with her brothers and sisters all the time. The giants had much more fun than they did. She wanted adventures. She wanted to see what life was like past the grassland, Rayanna just wanted to explore.

Being grounded for a month was very long and all Rayanna was allowed to do was hang around with her brothers and sisters. They were all quite a bit older than her, and she heard a lot of naughty words that Mamma and Pappa don’t like them using. Her oldest brothers and sisters said the F bomb in every sentence, because they are the oldest, they get away with it as technically they were big mice now, not littles like Rayanna and her other siblings. But hearing them use those words so regularly for a month, Rayanna had found she had started to use the words too. But she knew she had to be careful never to let her parents hear her say it, only the other day one of her brothers told another brother to F off, Mamma heard him, dragging him into the kitchen by his ear, she squirted liquid soap straight into his mouth. He had to stand in the corner with it in his mouth for 15 minutes, only then was he allowed to spit it out but he wasn’t allowed to rinse his mouth. Rayanna’s sister had muttered s**t when Pappa heard her, she had a wet soapy bar of soap rubbed along her teeth, her tongue, her cheeks, then had an hours corner time sucking on the soap. Pappa took the soap out every 10 minutes to wet it again. By the end of the hour, her sister was crying, heaving, scrubbing her teeth with her brush over and over again. It seemed like a harsh punishment for something she hears a lot from the older members of the family, I mean if Rayanna hears it a lot from them, it’s no surprise she says it as well.

A few weeks later, Rayanna got into trouble at Squeak school, a girl was being mean to her best friend, poking her head, flicking her ears with a ruler, saying her ears were huge and trying to trip her up, grabbing at her tail, so Rayanna shoved her to the floor, calling her a F’ing mean bitch. Mr Theodore, her head of year teacher, happened to be walking behind them all just at the wrong time, so he had seen what had happened and marched them all to Miss Finch’s office, she’s the head teacher. Mr Theodore told her about Suquie being bullied by the other group of mice, but then told her about Rayanna’s attack back and verbal abuse.

Miss Finch does not tolerate bullying or foul language at all. We were all sent to wait outside her office as she phoned all our parents. They had to come in and see her so they could be told exactly what happened, then they were to take us home. Suquie was really upset by what had happened, she had actually done nothing wrong but was more upset Rayanna was in big trouble for protecting her. 

Suquie’s Mamma arrived first, she glanced at the 9 of us before going into Miss Finch’s office. After about 10 minutes, Suquie was called to go in, Rayanna didn’t know what was being said but soon she came out of the office with her Mamma behind her. As they walked past, her Mamma put a loving paw on Rayanna’s shoulder, Rayanna gave a small smile to her and watched as she glowered at the others before hugging her daughter as they left Squeak school. Suquie quickly blew a kiss to her friend, mouthing thank you and love you, Rayanna just smiled and mouthed a love you back. They didn’t need to say anymore. Suquie knew Rayanna was going to be in serious trouble with Miss Finch and her parents, all to protect her, she was a special friend.
One by one, the parents arrived and left a while later, with their mouse looking unhappy and guilty, Rayanna stared at them, looking defiant at each of them as they walked past. She knew she would do exactly the same again to protect her best friend. She’s been picked on all through school just because her ears were extraordinarily large but Rayanna looked after her friends and would never allow anyone to bully them. EVER.

Finally Rayanna saw her mother walk in, she quickly lost her defiant look on her face and looked guilty as she watched her Mamma walk straight past her, into Miss Finch’s office. Twenty minutes later Rayanna was called in. Her tummy was in knots,  as she walked in and stood by her Mamma, who looked furious but still would not look at her daughter. Miss Finch wanted to know exactly what happened then began lecturing her about why attacking and pushing the other girl was not acceptable behaviour. Finally she asked if Rayanna had anything to say, “Yes Miss Finch, I understand pushing her was wrong but that bitch has been bullying Suquie for years,” Her Mamma gasped when she heard her swear, and slapped her bottom really hard, then told her never to use curse words again. Rayanna felt her rage boiling up inside, why was she in trouble for protecting her friend. “Mamma, Miss Finch I am only telling you the truth, Miss Finch you know Suquie has had loads of times when that girl has bullied her, the teachers can’t follow her around making sure they don’t do it again. I am not gonna stand by and just watch it happen, I’m gonna protect her.” Rayanna said, her anger sounding in her voice. “Young lady change your tone right now, I know you think this is the best way to protect your friend, but you should just come and tell a teacher.” Miss Finch told her. “Oh what’s the fucking point in that,” Rayanna shouted at her, “That slag has hit her, pushed her, deliberately making her drop her books, bullied her for 3 years, and all she gets is a telling off. Whereas I protect her, I’m not gonna sit back whilst that bitch hurts her. It’s not fucking gonna happen. I don’t care what you say.”
Rayanna’s Mamma looked in shock at hearing her youngest little girl curse so badly, there was a strict no cursing rule and her Mamma or Pappa did not like it and repercussions were severe. Rayanna didn’t care what she said as Miss Finch began telling her to watch her tongue, but Rayanna was in full melt down, as every swear word under the sun came out of her mouth. Her Mamma just looked shocked.

Miss Finch stood up, slapped her hand down on the desk so hard it stopped Rayanna on the spot, but Rayanna’s nostrils flared, she was breathing hard, suddenly it dawned on her exactly what had just happened. “Get out of my office and face the wall outside by my door Rayanna right now.” Miss Finch shouted at her. She watched as Rayanna stamped outside, slammed the door and stood facing the wall.  

Thirty minutes later Miss Finch opened the door and told her to come in. Her Mamma sat to the side on Miss Finch’s desk now, Rayanna didn’t know why. “Rayanna I will not tolerate such outbursts, the cursing or being shouted at. You may think you did the right thing but this school has a No Bullying Policy, by anyone. What happens to the other girls is not your concern, what you need to be concerned about is what will happen to you. Quite frankly if the governor’s heard this outburst you would be expelled immediately. Now your mother and I have discussed this and we’ve come to an agreement. Rayanna you are suspended for one month. In that time you will be given school work, which your mother will ensure you do. Now I will come to the issue of your language just now. I do not accept such language towards me, this is a very serious issue. Your mother and I have agreed you should be punished separately for this.” Standing up, Miss Finch walked towards the door, going to a cupboard she got out a bowl and turned to Rayanna, “Go and fill this with warm water please Rayanna.” Confused Rayanna just did as she was told. Meanwhile Miss Finch got other things out of her cupboard. Rayanna paid no attention when she came in, giving the bowl to Miss Finch. 

Miss Finch handed Rayanna a bar of soap and told Rayanna to rub the soap in the water until it was nice and soft and soapy. Confused but frankly Rayanna just didn’t give a damn, she just did it moodily. That’s when things became real for her as she saw Miss Finch take out a cane from her cupboard. Rayanna had heard of her caning kids before but never knew if it was true or not. “Stand in front on the desk please Rayanna.” Miss Finch told her. “Do you want to stay ?” She asked her Mamma, who nodded, she was staying there.  Rayanna looked confused until Miss Finch began talking again. “Rayanna, I am very disappointed in your behaviour today, you’re lack of remorse, frankly your outburst and cursing is certainly not acceptable so you’ve had your consequence for fighting, now you will get your consequence for your behaviour in my office. Your mother and I have agreed, I am going to give you a mouth soaping then you will keep your bar of soap in your mouth whilst I cane your bare bottom 20 times ! Do you understand me ?” Miss Finch stood there, putting a disposable glove on her hand. Rayanna was in a state of shock, Did I hear right ? Rayanna thought, Did she just say she would give me a mouth soaping whatever that is, and a caning ? And her mother agreed ? She stared at her Mamma, until she walked over to her daughter and slapped Rayanna’s bottom hard. She gasped in shock, “Answer Miss Finch now Rayanna.” Her Mamma said before sitting down again. “What ? No, I don’t understand.” She spluttered. “Miss Finch make it 25 with the cane, Rayanna is being impertinent. I’ve just about had enough of her behaviour.”
“Very well. Take your panties off please.” Miss Finch told Rayanna. Tears flooded her eyes, she looked beggingly at her mother who just watched coldly as she slowly slipped her pink panties down and lifted them up off the floor, Miss Finch pointed to a chair so Rayanna dropped them on it, moving back in front of the desk. “Open your mouth wide,” Miss Finch ordered as she took out the slimy wet soap out of the bowl. She rubbed the soap along her teeth, top and bottom, front and back, “Tongue out,” as she rubbed the soap all over her tongue. Rayanna began gagging, her eyes watering from the intense smell and burning. Miss Finch wet the soap again, pushed it into Rayanna’s mouth and told her to hold it tightly. “If you drop the soap, I will add a stroke to your hands at the end, now bend over the desk, lift your tail up and over your shoulder. Do not let it drop, or you will gain extra strokes, your hands can reach the edge of the desk Rayanna, so do it. You’ve never received a caning before, I hope you learn from this and never repeat this again.”

Rayanna was crying before the first stroke hit her small bottom, a muffled screech came out of her mouth as Miss Finch performed a perfect ladder affect down her bottom. Rayanna tried hard not to drop the soap, but with all her crying the soap dropped onto the table. “1 extra to your hands after this.” Miss Finch wet the soap, and put it in Rayanna’s mouth again. Drying her hands, Miss Finch picked up the cane, “Into position !” she ordered and quickly Rayanna moved back. She felt the cane tap her sore bottom, making her jump, then the next set of 10 whipped across her backside, catching the under part of her bum, and the top of her thighs, making her shriek, drop the soap and gained another 1 on her paws. Miss Finch continued until she had done 20. “5 left Rayanna, I hope your learning from this. Let’s get this final 5 done.” Again Rayanna gasped and sobbed, the soap was becoming even more difficult to hold in her mouth as she cried harder, the soap fell before the next swipe. Miss Finch was not happy, “1 more to your paws, that’s 3 now, drop it again it will be 5 on your paws, Understand ?” She said sternly, as Rayanna nodded miserably. She bit down hard on the soap, praying it didn’t break in her mouth. 

Miss Finch administered 5 severe stripes from her higher thigh, upwards as Rayanna screamed with her mouth closed tight. Luckily the soap didn’t break or fall out of her mouth again, until Miss Finch went to remove it, handing her a cloth to wipe her face and mouth. Miss Finch allowed her a few moments to clean herself up. Rayanna scrubbed the cloth over her teeth to get the soap out, she couldn’t really feel her bottom, except for this burning and her bottom felt double its normal size, as long as she didn’t move she felt no pain. 

“Rayanna put both your paws up, palms up please. Closer together, you will get 3 strokes on your paws because you dropped your soap. Ready ?” Miss Finch asked kindly, she knew Rayanna must be incredibly sore and she was very impressed with how well she took this punishment. Her Mamma had told her she gets spanked at home but nothing like this, but she had wanted her to learn from it, plus she had her father to deal with when she went home. Secretly Miss finch hoped her father didn’t spank her until she was healed but that was his decision. There were a few broken skin areas across her skin, she would deal with them before she left.  

Rayanna cried her heart out when Miss Finch caned her palms 3 times, when it was over, she blew into her paws, shaking them. Snot and tears mixed together making her look a terrible mess, at first Miss Finch carefully rubbed soothing cream onto her palms, then handed her a fresh cloth to wipe her face again. “Just bend over a moment so I can check you’ve no cuts on your skin.” Rayanna bent back over the desk as Miss Finch put 5 plasters on her bottom and one on her thigh, she then rubbed a little cream on her before telling her to put her panties back on.

It was so painful to walk, nevermind to try to pull her panties up. She carefully tried to lift them up high then slowly down so she didn’t touch herself, but it didn’t help. It hurt like hell.

“Rayanna, I know you think you were protecting Suquie, but can you imagine how she will feel now, when she knows how much trouble you have been in, the punishment you have been given from me, nevermind what punishment you will get at home. I think she will feel incredibly guilty, don’t you ?” Miss Finch asked, Rayanna looked at her and nodded. “Now do you see, maybe you should have just kept coming to me. From now on, if anyone bullies her or anyone else, I want you to come to me. Don’t even tell your form teacher, I will be personally involved in Suquie now, her mother explained just how much she has been going through and quite frankly, a lot of it, I didn’t know. But I do not want you to do anything. What do bullies get out of doing what they do ? “ She asked. “T….to hurt someone, upset someone, get them into trouble instead of the bullies.” Rayanna said. “Exactly, do you think they will be sad to learn of the trouble they are in ?” Miss Finch asked. “N…N..no, they will laugh about it.” Rayanna said. “I’ve given them what they want.” She sniffed thinking about it. “I was just sick of what they’ve been doing to Suquie, Mamma, you know I come home and tell you about it. I tell the teachers and they just speak to them but nothing ever changes. Suquie, she…..she’s been talking about hurting herself. I’ve always talked her out of her depression, but she’s in a bad way Miss Finch. Mamma I promise you, it’s true, I’m not supposed to tell anyone. But I’m scared she might do something, if her Mamma finds out she may move schools, I can’t stay here without her.” “Alright Rayanna, I’m really pleased you’ve told me, I will have to speak with her parents but I think it’s time I look more deeply into exactly what has been going on. Believe me when I say I have no idea it has become this bad. So something has gone seriously wrong with my system in school. Now look, I want you to go home, think about this, I do not want a repeat session. And Rayanna, you ever speak to me in that way again, or use foul language, I will cane you again. Understand ?” Miss Finch asked.

“Yes Miss Finch, I’m really really sorry bout what I said,” Rayanna told her, “I know, and I will do my best to sort this out.” She told Rayanna and her Mamma. “Thank you Miss Finch, I’m terribly sorry for what has happened,” her Mamma told her. “I think her bottom may need attention when she is home.” Miss Finch said. Her Mamma nodded, said thank you, then put an arm around her daughter’s shoulders and left together.