When I was between school and university, I came here to Spain for the summer. It was, as it usually is, a tremendously hot summer with temperatures up around 40 degrees and so on. As with most summers, when you are a teenager you spend the days at the beach or at somone's house in their pool. Then you spend the weekends sleeping off the parties that go on all night. This particular day I was at a friend's house with a wh...
Today, just as a reference, is March 8th 2010 and it is quarter to one in the afternoon. It is Monday and for work reasons I am sitting in my car in a car park on the Montjuïc mountain here in Barcelona. Well perhaps it is not only for work reasons. The day is grey and overcast. In many places in Barcelona it is snowing, something that is almost unheard of here. I have a view of the city laid out in front of me and I am s...
Summer is fading fast, we are now at that time of year when here in Spain you often get temperatures over thirty with glorious sun at midday and then storms and quite a chilly evening. Last week I went out on my bike as I have often done over recent weeks, trying to do some exercise in the now cooler evening air. Over the summer I have had to go to the gym and exercise inside, where they at least had air conditioning, but...
Back when I was relatively young, eighteen or so, but still thought I knew more or less everything , an old boyfriend of mine invited me to go to his parents' house near Perpignan in France. The house was on the coast there and sounded adorable. Despite my arrogance, I wasn't stupid and soon checked out that we weren't going to go on our own but with three more friends, two girls and a guy. I wasn't even the youngest, the...
In my life I have always been close to education. One of the fantasies I have had ever since I taught a few classes a couple of years back concerns young couples. An upper sixth form class say, that would be kids of 18 plus years old. Imagine a class of hormone-ridden kids, I am their teacher and whilst I do nothing to really provoke them I know that they call me Ms Horny and things like that. In school I normally wear fa...
I originally wrote this story in May 2012.This was about a week ago, well just a week ago. Last Friday to be exact. I had been to a friend's house for her stag party. That's called something else... right a hen night (internet is great for these things). We had had a great time at the restaurant having a meal and then in the pubs and clubs of the area. Finally, we had gone back to her house to finish off the evening. The...
Back when I was a batxillerat student, for those of you from the UK that means the sixth form, we always used to do this sort of joke on some of the guys in the middle of a party. I guess this is a pretty common joke but bear with me. We would take a couple of chairs and normally select a couple of guys to be sat down with all of us girls. They were blindfolded and told not to stand up. If we could do this in a private ro...
