Hmm

Apologies for not being around much just now; en route to the Northern Spanking Shoot, I had a rather nasty motorway crash involving a left-hand-drive lorry and the Amy Car of Doom.
The ACoD lost, bizarrely enough, after being slammed across two lanes of the M1 into the central reservation. Major woe followed for the rest of the day. Amusingly, my first text to Lucy, about 30 minutes after it happened, read "Had crash on M1. Polish Lorry driver hit me and I went into central res. Will let you know asap how I'm getting to you. May involve trains. x"

Oddly enough, my sister's primary concern was not that I was going to be late for the shoot...

After a rather fraught 7 hours, I was back in London. Details of how this was achieved should probably not be shared too widely. Shock is a grand little invention.
Another 5 hours passed, and I was out of hospital, with a confirmed unbroken neck, lots and lots of excellent drugs, and two Whiplash guidebooks. FNARR.

I still went to the shoot though, albeit a day late. I'm not missing out on 4 new bottoms to play with.

We had an awful lot of fun, and some fabulous food on our post-shoot evenings out. Six of us may now be banned from an entire county in the UK, for crimes against fashion and/or distressing farmers, but we got some extremely awesome new material, which I may share with you at a later date.

Right. Back to sifting through insurance things and doing hourly neck exercises.

The utter glamour of being a top spanking model. Sheesh... ;)

(I incidentally apologise to those of you who have added me on either MySpace or Facebook. I have to juggle things like this a bit, and they do fall to the wayside a little. You're not missing much, honest - you probably get a lot more information from here!)