A meeting with a Show girl on a week night...

It's too hot to do anything, it was so hot last night that I turned down going for cocktails. This weather is having a serious effect on me.

Although perhaps a period of detox is a good idea, to many of my stories start with 'I was absolutely ruined, on a boat to Morocco' or 'The first thing I remember was a sharp pain in my back as the plane landed somewhere in Germany'. I don't think I have an alcohol problem, alcohol and I get along very well thank you and we have some fabulous adventures.

On the female side of things, it has been rather quiet, work has become awfully intensive and is taking up much more of my time than it aught too. I went for a coffee with a Dominatrix, she was entertaining enjoyably raucous and very womanly but alas has a boyfriend. Still she has insisted we go out for drinks soon, and has invited me to a couple of her parties which will be an enlightening experience to say the least.

The Show Girl asked me to her birthday party, quite out of the blue last time she was about. I am rather looking forward to it but I am not sure what to expect. It appears to be a small, select gathering, but who knows. I will go for a couple of drinks and then see how I feel.

She (The Show Girl) popped into work today for something and we had a breakfast of the pink champagne I presented her for her birthday. Sadly the champers was served in plastic cups, but it went down rather well, it took the edge off the heat at least. Just before she left she came over to say thank you for the champagne which I thought was very pleasant of her, politeness is such a rare quality these days.

I am rather looking forward to the party tonight, but I fear that if anything naughty did happen she would eat me alive, or something worse, still what a way to go...