James I’s 30th

Juicelog Sun 030607: As I was due for my annual physical I went along to James bidet lunch this afternoon at William IV pub in Old Street. During our drinking session I got a fairly thorough health check by his cousin (Billy the doc). As I’m not acquainted with unfamiliar men touching my body I had to momentarily freeze my body to get through the procedure.

James is one of the first Big Britain lot to turn 30. His move into a new age bracket left me feeling I was pushing on a bit. Within a few more years I won’t have many nubile tweenies left who I can depend on to bend down to shoe horn my disco mules on for me or to give them a good solid burnishing during my grimy moments.