God I can’t believe I publicly admitted buying a dakimakura.
My policy of being frank.
It seemed an amusing idea at the time I came across it, and cheap enough for a spur of the moment purchase. Besides, the pillow itself is very practical for a man with a torn rotor cuff. A Dutch wife is very useful indeed. Speaking of which, the picture does kind of remind me of my first wife. A bit.
I can laugh to myself/at myself, but how the hell will I explain it if I ever get to invite someone of the opp sex home? Ah well, we can cross that bridge when we come to it, can’t we – Mrs F? YOU don’t think I’m creepy do you?
I am actually quite looking forward to the Christmas break this year, despite being so far from my girls. I have family to be with, a baby great nephew to spoil, and good food to share in company. And a long bike ride to enjoy up there, and longer back if my plans work out.
I even have three mysterious gifts to open. One from the boss at work, two from Glenn in NZ. I know Sue has found me a bay tree, and for myself I bought a nice new knife block. One of the new sort with plastic bristles than can be removed for cleaning and sanitising. Better than a slotted block of wood. It even holds the mezzaluna.
Of course I also bought myself the crash bars and stuff for the bike, but that is a matter of practical expediency. I do believe I just about have every material thing I could want now, except a boat and a banjo.