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Poetry before bed


Life; An Ongoing Project.


When asked “How would you have lived your life differently if you had a chance?” Nadine Stair, an 85-year-old woman, from Louisville, Kentucky, provided these poetic words as her response:

If I had my life to live over again,
I’d dare to make more mistakes next time.
I’d relax.
I’d limber up.
I’d be sillier than I’ve been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances,
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.

I would, perhaps, have more actual troubles but fewer imaginary ones.
you see, I’m one of those people who was sensible and sane,
hour after hour,
day after day.

Oh, I’ve had my moments.
If I had to do it over again,
I’d have more of them.
In fact, I’d try to have nothing else- just moments,
one after another, instead of living so many years ahead of each day.

I’ve been one of those persons who never goes anywhere without a thermometer, a hot-water bottle, a raincoat, and a parachute.
If I could do it again, I would travel lighter than I have.

If I had to live my life over,
I would start barefoot earlier in the spring
and stay that way later in the fall.
I would go to more dances,
I would ride more merry-go-rounds,
I would pick more daisies.

– Nadine Stair

“The only trip you will regret is the one you don’t take.”


Game Changer


Supermarket (Draft iii)

Hey yummies – having the most incredible journey this month. Lotsss of travel, sexy adventures and amazing connections! Have also re-introduced my Bucket List, and hoping we can tick some items off together xx Enjoying every moment, I shall update you fully on the 12th :) Before that, here’s a redraft of one of my favourite poems, “Supermarket”.


In the City
In a see through top
No bra,
Sauntering through Waitrose in
Six inch stilettos
Avoiding all eye contact
Ticking things off my list Image result for david cameron supermarket
Bending over as much as possible.

I am conjuring up a revolution
Half way between “Organic” and the Delicatessen.

I could smell you before I saw you-
Tom Ford Oud Wood
And whiskey:
Old school.

You lean over me and your hand lingers in front of the Decaf
Moves swiftly upwards to the Arabica beans
Causing your shirt cuff to fall back and reveal a
Jaeger LeCoultre Reverso
Fastened around a
Hairy wrist.

I already know I can’t resist you
As I turn and
Intensely into
Nervous grey eyes that
Between my face and my breasts and
You’re starting to sweat

Beads of sweat
Spouting from your forehead like
You wipe it of hastily and I
Observe a
Sweat patch under your arm.

I am overcome by a peculiar urge to
Lick your face but I

It’s strange really,
There is something
Inexplicably appealing about how
You are.

A ying to my
Chaotic yang.

I bet
You like your curry mild
Your wine French
Your holidays to the Almalfi
I bet
The same man has been
Cutting your hair for
Sixteen and a half years
You ski the Alps
Twice a year.

You are West London.
Chinos, leather soles, Hermes cufflinks, gold watch, razorcut, silver hair that’s balding up top, and a Ferragamo belt
Straining slightly
Below three or four years of excessive Gauchos and Nobu.

I go first

“I’m Bree…”
(And I am a slave to lust.

And I would let you fuck me right here
And I’d beg you for it but
You look like the type with a
Perfectly respectable
Reputation to keep.)

You reach for your card
I stop you and hand you mine.

“…your future ex wife.”

I grin

You laugh and
Your dentist is good
A couple crowns round back
Three little spots of blood
On your shirt where
You’ve cut yourself shaving
In your basket is a copy of Mens Health
Which you quite obviously don’t read
Purchase religiously as a symbolic nod to that
10lbs you’ve been promising yourself you’re
Going to lose
I think you’re the type to
Call me Princess
Stroke my hair and
All this
Pent up sexual tension won’t exorcise itself

You take the card,
And in the process
Drop the coffee.
Retrieving it you
Emanating from me.
Your nostrils twich
Taking me in
An animal;
I am heaving with

You can smell it
You can smell it



Panic stricken
Desperately trying to leave
This honey trap
Before another one of these
All knowing
Grey haired devils
Tries to tempt me.

They are everywhere
A collective Medusa
Just when
Finished one off in your head,
Five others appear;
Brown leather briefcases, TAG Heuers, Tie pins, Fitbits, Square rimmed glasses, Pinstripes, Liberty print, iPhones, Trollies full of expensive wine and cote de boeuf, they buy oak smoked salmon, Chablis, asparagus, dark chocolate. Some are balding, some are grey,
Some are looking discretely but
Most aren’t.

Deep pockets can’t
Shallow desires.

Christ, I love the coffee aisle in Waitrose;
But I don’t care much for coffee.

I’m ticking off
Manuka honey
From my list
Thinking about Mr Jaeger LeCoultre
(Henceforth known as “Sexy Bastard”)
And contemplating
The exotic
Of middle aged
Middle class
I’ve long since
Soaked through my leggings so
It’s a taxi home
Until the next time
Find an excuse to be
Half naked in
In the City
At 18:14,
Shopping for

Fresh Fruit.


Ladies First?



Zurich etc

Accidentally booked tickets to the wrong city and couldn’t get a refund so ended up in Zurich! Turned out great and had such an amazing time! Thank you Zurich for your hospitality and generosity, (and sorry for once calling you “the most boring city in Europe”!) …I will return :)


Diary; 12/02 – 12/03

When life gives you lemons, get out the tequila.”  – Bree London








Hi yummies!
What an exciting start to the year! We are well over due some updates so I thought I would fill you in with what’s occuring on planet Bree. Having a fantastic journey and feel lucky to be spending my time with such fantastic people. Am feeling inspired to live my sexiest, best, and most adventurous life. Thank you :)

So… What’s been happening?

Do you remember me worrying about travel plans and thinking I’d end up stuck in London? Seems that lady luck has been shining down on me as I’m finally settling back into normal life after 6 wonderful overseas trips. I am also in the process of planning my own personal trip to Asia and New Zealand much later in the year, and excited to be exploring so many new and interesting places. Jet setting around with good company is one of life’s most exciting pleasures – whether bouncing around in a bikini or strutting through a new city, I love discovering new restaurants, but also the things you discover about yourself and your travelling partner. Currently I am having reoccurring dreams about a romantic trip to Rome in the summer (I have only been once, a few years ago, and really loved it). Prossecco, roof bars, real pizza, shopping, walking down cobbled streets in sunglasses and high heeled strappy sandals (I’m actually very good at this), olive oil, balsamico… This dream of Rome has captured my heart. Would love to make it happen! I’m also very keen to do a hike, as I love the outdoors and walking… I’ve seen places in Austria and Croatia with stunning natural beauty and waterfalls. Assumimg Jimmy Choo do hiking boots (joke!) would love to see these places for myself. Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing quite like lying in the sun on a beach whilst you (selflessly) rub lotion into my bum, but I like to mix things up and also really enjoy more adventurous holidays and city breaks. People say you can’t have it all, but I like to try!

Have been keeping up with my cooking and although I haven’t had much time to cook, am still managing to develop and try new recipes. There’s a great show on the BBC where Nigel Slater journies through the middle east and I found myself totally inspired with this part of the world. Particularly Lebanon… what a beautiful place, would love to visit! With that in mind I made my first attempt at cooking some traditional Lebanese cusine yesterday. Za’atar chicken with chickpeas, roasted garlic yogurt, and mint. This is a 5 ingredient recipe but wow! Extremely delicious results and this inital experiment has given me the confidence to try cooking some more middle eastern food. I actually did that thing where you make enough for two days (aka the recipe is for two but youre dining by yourself – single girl life!) and I had to stop myself from eating it all because it was so delicious. I realised from watching this documentary that I’m very ignorant about the middle east; I had no idea about the richness of culture and produce. Tomorrow I’m cooking venison for the first time ever (Bambi meatballs!) and I’m soaking up lots of new ideas and hoping that now I’m back and spring is (sort of) nearly here, I can start creating fresher lighter recipes.

High brow: Had a wonderful experience at a 2 Michelin star restaurant which has been on my bucket list for ages. A very special experience (I love tasting menus) and a wonderful opportunity to also try a delicious new wine from own of my favourite regions.

Low brow: When in Miami, I tried my first ever… taco! Everyone seemed to find my pronunciation of the word taco very amusing (I refuse to drop my English accent, so call them “tar-coes” instead of “tack-ohs”). I have to say I was slightly underwhelmed. Nothing more than a glorified tortilla wrap in my opinion, but I’ve been persuaded to try them again so shall have to find somewhere in London that sells good fresh ones. I’m not the biggest fan of Latin food (I don’t like rice or beans so that pretty much excludes half the recipes) but shall keep an open mind in my search for the perfect taco. 

Gym and sport
Have watched two fantastic live games and enjoyed watching live tennis and live ice hockey for the first time ever. I love the atmosphere and buzz of live sport (I always support both sides so I’m always a winner!) And particularly enjoyed seeing tennis at a high level. Currently what with learning to ski, sail, horse ride, play golf, and shoot (coming soon!) oh and the hiking thing, I simply don’t have the time to add playing tennis to my list of hobbies, but I could definitely see myself bouncing around a tennis court in a too small white tennis skirt and polo shirt – hopefully I will find some time to learn over the summer. I figure if this international woman of mystery thing doesn’t work out, at least I’ll have enough Bond Girl skills to claim my well deserved place in MI5.

Skiing has been an uphill battle. I think I got over confident and it seems I’m not really improving. Was hoping to get another trip in but I guess it’s the end of season already  (time flies!). Feel like I have totally stagnated and despite managing to ski a red run (not by choice… I ended up on one by accident) I went through the embarassing and totally hysterical “Bree” experience of having to be RESCUED when I got stuck up a mountain and couldn’t get back(!!!) Ha! Can you imagine!? So, then I’m on the practice slope and everyone is already looking at me (black person skiing = seemingly fascinating!) and I’m trying to be inconspicuous, which is a little difficult when you’ve got bright pink goggles and a catsuit on and I’m trying to look like I know what I’m doing but end up losing control and falling, total wipeout style, crashing face first and knocking over about 50 pairs of skiis outside a cafe in such a spectacular fashion that I actually got a standing ovation from about 30 people. Obviously I’d rather be more competent, but I don’t mind embarassing myself and I’m absolutely determined to improve my skiing technique. Still good news is I’ve had the opportunity to practice my French (I learned the French for “Help me I’m English and learning to ski” and “what way to the alcohol please?” pretty quickly). Ah, I love the mountains :) The fresh air, even the trees and the wrapping up in thermals and the otherwise totally unacceptable amount of melted cheese and red wine that it seems acceptable to consume.

My golf is currently on pause. I simply don’t have the time. I’ve moved clubs… my old one didn’t have a driving range so I’ve moved to one with late night flood lit driving range, but as I don’t drive it’s such a long return journey that at the moment I just don’t have time to make the 3hour round trip 4 times a week to get my handicap down. I had hoped to get a lot of practice in over the winter in order to be much better by spring. Deep down I know I am taking on too many hobbies and need to drop a couple of things, as I’ve also been really loving the gym (3-6 times a week and you will see I have physically become a lot more toned! Am currently dead lifting 40kg – but don’t worry, I’m getting fitter and firmer as opposed to skinnier or bigger). I just… I wonder how people manage to fit so many things into their lives! For me, ideally the week would be 8 days long with a 3 day weekend. People always say “you’ve got plenty of time” but to me that’s not true, life is short so I’m trying to have as many adventures as possible.

What a time to be alive. I’ve become absolutely convinced that we are currently living in a state of unsustainable tension and that at some stage someones going to crack. You can’t have Trump, Assad, Putin, and Kim playing on the same battlefield without something having to give. Part of me is almost glad that once we leave the EU, the UK will sink into such a state of shameful mediocrity that no one will see it as worthwhile bombing us any way. What do you think about this Trump Russia business? My thoughts are that the Russians are absolutely implicated but that doesn’t mean Trump asked for it or was directly involved. I think they helped him, but that their intentions are to try and ruin America – helping Trump was an unfortunate by product. I’ve also been thinking about Trumps plans to protect the steel industry, and it’s strange, the idea of a nation protecting its own industry to that extent, essentially the government propping up an otherwise unviable industry with its own money, thus manipulating the prices… it all sounds a bit socialist to me! I often think that the extreme left and the extreme right share many of the same ideas, it’s just the motivation that’s different, so here we have Trump introducing what I would call a soft Nationalisation but somehow he’s managed to wrap it up in a republican friendly package. True capitalism states that if a company is not competitive, it goes under. I’m not sure I agree with this all of the time but it’s interesting how the right is borrowing from the left (and vice versa) when it suits their agenda.

The Arts
I’ve managed to read 6 books over the last 2 months (my speed reading skills have finally returned). I have read; The Art of Travel by Alain de Botton, Invisible Influence by Jonah Berger, The Times Great Letters, 1933 Was a Bad Year by John Fante, So You’ve Been Publicly Shamed by Jon Ronson, and one other which I’m struggling to remember. Looking at my book case and deciding what to read next, I have decided on some science fiction I was given a few months ago. This isn’t my usual kind of thing (I tend to be a history/psychology/ non fiction reader) but looking forward to exploring a different genre. My vinyl collecting is going very well (added some Pink Floyd, Roots, Funkadelic, Curtis Mayfield, Ice T, Eric Clapton, Marvin Gaye, and a few others). The only downside to music in this format is the space it takes up; I’ve almost filled up my little vinyl rack, and there are still so many others that I’d like to own. With most modern music I never really listen to an album in its entirety, and one of the things I love about vinyl is hearing the songs and transitions in the way and order that the musician intended them. You find yourself discovering album tracks you’ve never heard of and it’s a totally different experience from simply putting your Spotify on shuffle and seeing what happens. Even the album covers. How many modern album covers would you know by eye? I have a lot of appreciation for aesthetics, I’ve been thinking about this a lot as by weird coincidence many people I know are currently in the process of building their own home, building a hotel, or renovating a building. This is something I would LOVE to do! I would love to renovate a barn or warehouse… I love older exteriors but beautiful modern interiors. When I was a kid, one of my mist prizes possessions was a Ligne Roset catalogue that I stole from the showroom. That catalogue was like my bible! Printed on lovely thick paper. I was about 10 years old and I think it’s my first memory of seriously appreciating beautiful modern spaces and modern design. I would dream of being able to fill a house with that stunning furniture. Some recently also told me about Roche Bobois, which a similar brand. I get a lot of pleasure from being in spaces like this (it’s a shame that in London you need to sell one of your kidneys and your first born child just to buy a small space to live in!) I love interior design, and good architecture. Like other areas of my life there’s always a fight between the modern and the traditional, and like all areas of my life… I want it all!

Recently enjoyed watching my first Bollywood film, Padmavati. I have a slight apprehension to watching films at home… I listen to a lot of radio, and so I’m used to the listening part, but even when watching the TV I usually prefer to have it on in the background and listen to it whilst doing something else. This works fine, but is of course not possible when the film is subtitled (note to self, add learning to speak Hindi to list of hobbies). I’ve heard it said that the reason foreign films often come across as more interesting or artistic may simply be because when something is subtitled, you have to fully concentrate on the screen the whole time, so you simply appreciate and take in more that when you’re watching a film in your native language. There may be something in this but either way, I loved the film and am looking forward to viewing some more Bollywood.  Another film on my to do list is “Loveless”, which is a Russian thriller and looks fantastic. I think what I’m learning is, if you look around at your immediate environment and don’t feel satisfied – it’s always worth going further afield. I’m not a big Hollywood fan, to such an extend that I almost convinced myself that I didn’t like any modern cinema, but further afield, Scandinavia, Russia, and India are producing films I really love. Hapiness can be found in unexpected places :)

Personal Development
So I took one of those personality tests that every one is doing these days, and I came up as a INFP. I’ve taken a few others and they all come up the same. I think some people would probably be surprised that these tests consistently class me as an “introvert”. I would say this is very accurate for me. It may seem a contradiction, because as a person, I like nice experiences, I like to feel sexy and look sexy, but I would say on balance, this result fits how I see myself and see the world. In some ways these impulses are very useful for inspiring creativity. I love to share experiences, to meet and get to know people, but I also love time with myself and think it’s important to be comfortable in your own skin.

My charity projects have been rolling over nicely and in addition I decided to start supporting a much smaller very local charity that I saw on a documentary and managed to track down. This one is very close to my heart and am hoping to build a nice relationship with them over time. A big wave of seriously good karma landed on my lap soon after and I received some very special gifts. Feeling conscious of sounding like a bragging materialistic idiot (alas, Catholic guilt, *self flagellates furiously whilst reciting Hail Mary*) still, really lovely to now have the type of luxurious items I’ve never owned before so feeling very grateful! What lady doesn’t appreciate being looked after :)

Feeling very in touch with myself and enjoying myself immensely. As a very sexual and sensual being, expressing myself in this way is a fantastic journey. I love feeling sexy and making others feel the same way. Sexy can be flirting over dinner or watching the News together in bed or being bent over the kitchen counter, I try to be a pleasure focussed oerson as always and give and take as much as I can from my intimate moments. Recently I’ve had a lot of sexual energy – I think when I am feeling happy and content in myself is when I feel most horny… So having had such an exciting and adventurous couple of months has only had a positive effect on my ability to enjoy sexy and passionate connections.

That’s pretty much it. Will check back in this time next month, and will be updating my yummy gallery next week.

Can’t wait to see you soon,

Bree x

Photo Diary 12/01 – 12/02

Adventure is the midwife of happiness”  – Bree London