Having had many years of 'unusual' experiences with women, and entertaining friends and colleagues with the resulting outcomes, I've decided to make a record to entertain a wider audience, and from my own perspective, provide some hope to single men that if you put yourself out enough, you will experience things that will provide warm memories and a certain sense of satisfaction in making those who are attached perhaps secretly wish they were single.
This follows from a number of people suggesting that I begin a blog. As to why this suggestion was directed at me, I typically come into work on a Monday morning with a compulsion to recount my experiences of the Friday or Saturday night. This compulsion reflects a combination of three desires - to make a staid workplace more lively, to rile and disturb those straightlaced individuals in my vicinity lacking a sense of humour, and to throw some attention on myself. There is a certian pleasure in having a reputation, even if it is a reputation for what misinformed individuals would consider to be "sleaziness"
These are not the words of an arsehole, although behaviour of that type has occassionally happened. I would love to get together with the right woman, but in the process of trying, things happen which have provided entertainment and enlightenment, and hopefully will continue to do so. So 'cad' is very much an approximation..Some discussion of various 'right' woman may also occur, if only to bewail my lack of success in this area, and highlight the regret that can result from failing to think on ones feet.
As well as being entertained, readers of this record will hopefully learn, among other things, of the best places to go and not go, if one is in search of a snog, or more, with random women, the best pub toilets in London in which to indulge in flagrante, and how to avoid being ripped off in pursuit of a threesome. All stories are true. Names have not been changed, since I rarely, if ever get surnames.
