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"A kiss that is never tasted- is forever and ever wasted." - Billie Holiday, "Excuse me while I kiss the sky." - Jimi Hendrix, "Kiss me and you will see how important I am." - Sylvia Plath, Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with I just want your extra time and your, Barefoot in the snow to make love in the hay The stars are bright in the abyss, Don't tell me the moon is shining;, mwah etc, pucker up for heaven's sake, shenanigans and the like, shmackeroony, soul kissing face suck, There's so much I want to do And tonight I want to lay it at your feet
As recorded by R.G.Knowles the music hall comedian circa 1900.
Sounds legit.
*Esme falling about so much she rolls off the Cloud*
Further information on the chap can be found here – R.G.Knowles
Esme's Cloud 
Is that the end results of a kiss. All this time I have been seeing stars after a great kiss, now I know why. Too many rocks. Hugs
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Rocks cause a great deal of the problems I find.
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Sometimes I have found it not quite as difficult as that…
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I like to start with a small shimmy myself.
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I think I would have found him very entertaining❣️Thanks for the find Esme. I head home to the bitter US tomorrow. Not that the weather has been kind here either.
Val waving goodbye from up north 👋
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I think we both would. I’m so glad you were able to speand some time in Sconny Botland!
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Appreciating the tilt of your kilt, Esme 💛
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You should see me on stilts!
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I suspect the hidden meaning in that final sentence is probably very rude, and I do not approve — filth! Self-abuse is a sin!
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Educative 🙂
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I’m glad to have filled you in – laughs
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lmao – what perfect advice. 😀 😀
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What could possibly go wrong?
Hahahahaha.
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“What indeed,” Meeka says, one eyebrow wiggling in a most unusual way. 🙂
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Sounds legit
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What a hoot!
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Which makes for damn fine laughter 🙂
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Oddly my best pick up line is “Baby you’re sexier than an American drink on a hot night.” The initial confusion usually give me a second or two to dodge the incoming slap. 🙂
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Ha! I’m not surprised one jot sir.
This vintage one cracks me up –
I’d like to be handed a card, all surreptitious-like.
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I. LOVE. THIS!!! Perfect. I’ve asked my husband questions, lo these past twenty-five plus years. What does it feel like when … And he’s always given me honest answers. Feeling pegs drawing through the soles of boots would never come from his lips, but I’m sure he could relate(!) Fabulous find, esme! xoxo
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Hahahahaha. I loved it at first sight too! Such wisdom – falls about. That’s a cracking line too re the pegs, and the last line is brilliant.
Really pleased you enjoyed this Bela, we have a very similar sense of humour you and I.
Esme pegging it – boots in hand upon the Cloud
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😘
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Why not wait for her to make the first move?
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Oh yes Ben, I’m sure any woman could write such advice from their perspective.
I reckon something like this would work well with a very slow wink;
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Oh Esme when you are suggestive it make a chap go all tingly. 😳 😳 😳
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Then don’t read back too far into the Cloud library Ben or you’ll do yourself a mischief believe me. Hahahahaha. The world would be a much duller place without a little sauce on our potatoes I reckon – grins
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A glimpse at a distant but present couple in Hyde Park — in a wifi hotspot perhaps. “The lady is receiving an amatory message, and the gentleman some racing results.”
https://boingboing.net/2018/01/09/cartoon-from-1906-predicts-our.html
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Marvellous. I recently aquired some original Charles Dana Gibson postcards, this one has no words, but really doesn’t need any methinks;
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/cf/The_Crush%2C_Gibson.jpg postcards that
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Hey, that lad looks like myself at that age — discomfit and all. So glad to read about your recent Charles Dana Gibson acquisitions 🙂
Lisa has introduced me to the niceties of the Edwardian Era hereabouts and over thereabouts. We’ve an excellent collection of book series for girls pre-Great-War and pre-Great-War the Second, there’s something about those years before world testosterone-charged cataclysm, isn’t there?
Und so: Mildred A. Wirt, Honey Bunch, Girls of Central High, Bobbsey Twins (original unexpurgated text), old primers, grammar books, math texts and geographies to prepare us for escape to those eras via my steampunked time machine of course 🙂
Somehow our neighborhood houses enormous secret collections of such much loved books tossed unceremoniously into the library good-riddance dumpster whenever an estate is settled. ’tis a gentle joy to adopt them and welcome them into our library and animal shelter. Herewith an open invitation to stop by should you find yourself in the neighborhood. Rosie Roo too 🙂
Guess what? Words speak volumes and bind you with their spell. That’s what!
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“there’s something about those years before world testosterone-charged cataclysm, isn’t there?” – There is actually Bill yes, I agree. The flash of an ankle and all that, laughs. Manners too, I like good manners and it is often lacking these days, grunts and urghs taking over. Tsk. Hahahahahaha. True mind. Someone asked the other day if things weren’t better when gentlemn used to hold open the door for ladies and treat them with due care, and I replied how about this – whoever goes through the door first holds it open with a smile for the next person who goes through, and everyone treats each other due care? Everyone is a gentleman or lady as they wish. Not everyone wants to be, Esme is an Empress, and wishes to be treated as the Goddess she is, but holds the door open with a smile all the same. Unless some oik like Trump is coming through, then get said door slammed in their face of course. – nods
“Mildred A. Wirt, Honey Bunch, Girls of Central High, Bobbsey Twins” – The Bobbsey Twins no less! Hahahaha. I should write a story of my own about them. Great collection to have Bill and your invitation is accepted, should Esme and the Cloud ever pass near your abode she shall knock on the door and ask to see your wares, and Lisa’s and have a cuppa too – beams.
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