Away for New Year

I'll be away by the time you read this. It's unexpected but a welcome opportunity, we wouldn't have been able to go if P's aunt hadn't asked his mom to visit her and stay over a couple of nights. Anyway his mom agreed, she doesn't live far away so P took her over there Sunday afternoon and we're going to let in the New Year in a hill top village at P's brother's pub restaurant. I'm quite looking forward to it actually, it'll be lively and different and usually, not always but usually, when we go and stop over anywhere I manage to get spanked. Sometimes by intent and sometimes not.

This isn't the same pub restaurant his brother had before, this one is nicer, he's refurbished it from a brewery fire sale and in the last six months he's really established the place as a firm favourite for both food and drink. There's been a cost to all the effort and upheaval unfortunately, his brother's marriage has broken down and his wife has moved out, I don't know if it can be fixed, it's really a pity because she's nice and popular and no one saw it coming, least of all his brother.

Anyway that's where we'll be.

Enjoy the fireworks this evening:)

Ronnie

xx

Heston's cake got me Spanked

How's the holidays going?  

Last Christmas, Heston Blumenthal was making (not personally) hidden clementine Christmas puddings for Waitrose supermarket and they went ballistic sales-wise, you just couldn't get them, the company sold out within minutes of new stock arriving and people were selling them on Ebay for 10x mark-up, it was ridiculous.

This year clever Ronnie got her hands on a Heston Christmas fruit cake that tastes like a chocolate-brownie, tipped to be another sought after confection. 

I happened to be in the store when a delivery arrived, people clustered around the cage in which a 'partner' transported them to their place on the shelves and, seeing they obviously wouldn't last long before selling out I shoved a little old lady aside to bag one (joking about the little old lady). I paid the normal shop price for it which was £19.99, later the same day I saw them on Ebay for £50. I was tempted:)

P saw it in the kitchen and told me I must be mad to pay twenty quid for that crap (his word not mine), I said it was bound to be good and people were selling them on the internet already for much more and he said I ought to do likewise. I told him I had no intention of doing likewise and we would all be trying it over Christmas and then he took me over his knee and spanked me, 

not hard just enough to be stingy and with a post spanking warning that it better be good.  

But here's the rub...I opened the prized sticky treat on Boxing Day (too stuffed on Christmas Day) and it was, sadly, a tad on the dry side. I only took a thin sliver from it, I gave P a little taste and another slice to one of our son's friends, P doesn't like chocolate cake or cakes at all really, but his taste is good and he agreed it was dryish and unexciting and that he'd told me it was a mistake buying it. Our son's friend was diplomatic enough to say she didn't eat that kind of cake often enough to have a constructive opinion, but I noticed she didn't eat it all and the rest of the family (except for the kids) said it was too dry. 

So clever Ronnie wasn't so clever after all and Heston Blumenthal Christmas cake pudding wasn't either. Maybe I should have tried to make a quick buck on it before Christmas on Ebay.

Ah well, it got me spanked.

And might get me spanked again if I leave what's left of the cake out on view for long enough.

We've had a busy, busy Christmas but lovely. Have friends arriving later and staying over night. They are on the way up to family in Scotland then I think we may be away for the New Year.  I'll be glad when it's the 2nd January:)

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie
xx

New Hairbrush

I hope you had a wonderful Christmas Day. 

This lady had a present she wasn't expecting. I wonder if our friend Hermione received a new hairbrush in her stocking.

Scheduled post. Family still around so catch up with you all soon.

Enjoy today.

Ronnie
xx

Let me know if the picture belong to you.

Happy Christmas

We wish you and your family a Happy Christmas.

Couldn't resist posting this again. Makes me smile.

Have a wonderful day.

Ronnie
xx

Santa's on his way

Are you ready for tomorrow? 

A quickie post as I know it's a busy time for all. We are officially closed but P's going to go into the office for an hour or so to clear up a couple of things and then it's off to pick up the turkey. I wont be around for a few days as were hosting Christmas again this year (unless I can sneak a few minutes but with kids around, doubtful)

I want to take a minute to thank everyone who has ever stopped by and wish you and your family a Very Merry, Happy, Safe and Fun Filled Christmas. 

I hope you get all you wish for:)

Have a wonderful time.

Ronnie

xx

Santa picture from Hermione.

What Santa dreams about

Ronnie

xx

The Boss in the Kitchen

I know I've said this before but probably quite a while back so newer readers may not know it but my husband is a decent cook. He comes from a line of chefs/caterers and we have had our share of catering businesses in the past and, although he doesn't do it any more professionally, he is nevertheless genetically programmed to cook. Well.

So at Christmas, if we're at home Christmas Day which we will be this year, he's definitely the boss in all matters culinary. As it draws closer P tends to spend more time in the kitchen and our meals leading up to Christmas tend to get more glamorous, perhaps it's his version of getting into training. We can't use granulated stocks, thickening agents or proprietary additives to make life easy at this time of year, it's all rouxs and meat bones, fish heads and jus. Bought-in brandy sauce? Forget it, start off with butter and plain flour, he tells me, if it's worth doing it's worth doing properly. Yes I did say he tells me, because you see I have to act as commis for him and he chivvies me around to keep me on my toes and he expects me to get things right.

I don't mind actually, I've learned loads from him over the years and I like him telling me to do this and that and how to get it right, and stopping to explain something if I do it wrong. And then there's the pats on the bum to encourage me and threats of more than pats if I get the same thing wrong twice. 

That hasn't happened yet but a girl commis can imagine.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie
xx 

Deja Vu moment

We dined out last night, it was a last minute decision, nothing special just a little bistro in town which is inexpensive, friendly and provides reasonable food. It's also a quaint old building with beams and uneven walls and I just like the atmosphere. I had a deja vu moment when the waitress showed us to our table, it was the exact same table we had last time the two of us dined there and I got the 'throne' seat again, a really substantial hardwood seat almost big enough to seat two.

My husband reminded me that the last time I sat in that chair I had a sore bottom, he said it far too loud and I'm sure a man at the next table heard him. I went red in the face and P grabbed his Nokia to take a photo, he says I look cute when I'm blushing. 

I grabbed the nearest thing to me to hide behind, it was a tiny Christmas tree plant.

I'm sure the man on the next table thought we were a strange couple. I suppose we are in some ways:) 

Ronnie
xx

Saucy Christmas Cards

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas:)

Our halls are decked, trees up. My/our cards sent, just the neighbours to be written and delivered the weekend.

Sharing a few Christmas cards from the past. These were considered a tad saucy. 

Cards by Donald McGill. An English graphic artist whose name has become synonymous with a whole genre of saucy seaside postcards that were sold mostly in small shops in British coastal towns. (you can see some here) The cards feature an array of attractive young women, fat old ladies, drunken middle aged men, honeymoon couples and vicars. He has been called 'the king of the saucy postcard', and his work is collected and appreciated for his artistic skill, its power of social observation and earthy sense of humour. Even at the height of his fame he only earned three guineas a design, but today his original artwork can fetch thousands of pounds.

I wish I'd kept some of his postcards.

Ronnie
xx

Friday Spanking Smiles

I know that's Karl Lagerfeld but who is the women. Anyone know?

Off out tomorrow to do my Christmas shopping.

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie

xx

Picture two from spankingtalesandtoons. Let me know on others.

Safeword

A while back pk mentioned the cane and wondered what one would feel like so being the good friend I am - I sent her two and now in a recent post she's blaming me for sending them. I mean, how ungrateful is that:)

Then Kiwigirl said she thought canes were horrible and PK should send me a Loopy Johnny.

Just for the record, I want to state here and now I do NOT like the LJ.  A few years ago P bought this from Cane-Iac

and in my opinion worse than the cane. OK I know the cane can pack more of a punch but if you can image a thousand bees stinging you all at once, that's what this little devil felt like.

It was the first and only time I've ever used our safe word. You can read the story here.

Have you ever had to use your safe word?

Ronnie
xx

Friday Spanking Smiles

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie
xx

Pictures from one of the spanking boards but can't remember which one.

The Great Online Cookie Exchange

This is my second on line cookie exchange that I've participated in. Organised by JZ. Thanks JZ.

Spiced Almond Biscuits.

Lets get started....

First you'll need an apron, then put the kettle and make some tea while you gather the ingredients.

300g plain flour

200g ground almonds

1 fast action dried yeast

25g butter, diced

2tbsp freshly grated lemon zest

2tbsp finely grated orange zest

150ml sweet white wine

3 eggs, one for brushing

150g mixed candied peel, finely chopped

150g whole almonds

1 tsp ground cinnamon

pinch of grated nutmeg

icing sugar, for dusting.

1. Preheat the oven to 180°C/gas 4.

2. Mix the flour, ground almonds and yeast together in a large bowl (now don't get the flour over you)

3. Add the butter and rub it in with your fingertips until the mixture resembles breadcrumbs.

4 Beat the eggs

add to the mixture with the lemon, orange zest, wine, candied peel, almonds, cinnamon and nutmeg. Mix well, preferably with your hands, to form a soft dough.

5. Form into golf ball shapes about 12.5-15cm long. Shape each one into a ring, overlapping the ends slightly and pressing them together to seal, so that they resemble small bagels (or any shape you choose)

6. Place on baking sheets lined with greaseproof paper and brush with beaten egg.

7. Bake for 20-25 minutes, until golden brown.

8. Dust with icing sugar and serve.

Now remember to clean up properly after you've finished baking or you'll end up like this lady. 

Lots of wonderful recipes for you to try. Go check them out.

Advizor54

aisha
Ally
Autumn in jeans  

Beth

Dana
Elysia
Emi J,

Fiona

Greengirl
Hedone

HisLilAngel

Joey
Julia
Jz
Krissy
lil
Linda Long
Little Monkey
mouse (her recipe here, her blog here) 
Mrs. Soft Bottom
Ms. Constance
Naughty Kitty 
nilla
Penelope
Ronnie
Ryan Beaumont

Sassy

selkie, (her recipe here, her blog here)
Serenity
sin
Striving for Peace

TemptingSweets

Tom

Veronica

Ronnie
xx

Pictures from Crimson and Black/Au Fil des Jours/American Spanking Society

They want to know why? - Here's what P SAID

Well as promised to friends comments last week, in response to my post about my 'Molly Malones' evening when I allegedly got a little tipsy, I asked my nearest and dearest if he would mind telling me quite what I'd said on that particular evening which had caused him to conclude that my bare bottom required a sound spanking the following morning.

He said it wasn't so much what I'd said but how I'd acted, he said I'd been flirtatious...

with those Finnish men (and girls) in the bar, that I'd been frivolous when he'd been trying to discuss business and that I'd distracted him and that Stefan had been embarrassed by my behaviour and he went to the bar regularly, or used to so he spanked me.

I quite liked being called flirtatious even though I didn't think it was true, I told him I couldn't help it, all those nice fair haired men and their catwalk fit girlfriends.

"You don't mind me flirting a teeny bit do you?" I rubbed myself against him, "I mean, am I going to get a sore bottom every time I do it?"

"There better not be an every time," he said but I think he knew I was joking.

As for Stefan, I got an email from him a few days later saying he'd enjoyed meeting up again and Mollys had been a good night, he'd had a few beers over his usual and let his hair down a bit, good fun, he wished we could meet in Dublin some time (he used to work there years ago)

So I wasn't an embarrassment at all!

Never mind, I'm not making an issue of it, and the underlying threat of a sore bottom in the future for flirting appeals to me, even if my actions are misconstrued. 

Don't forget tomorrow is - The Great Online Cookie Exchange. Read about it here.

Ronnie
xx 

I'm going to be a little tied up for the next couple of weeks with family things so forgive me if I don't visit often.

Four Years - Thank You

Yes, today is my birthday. Well not my actual birthday but my 4th blogiversary.  It's been four years since our friend Bonnie (thanks Bonnie) linked me in her December 2008 - "In With The New: Back Again So Soon" Edition.

I want to thank each and everyone of you who has ever stopped by. I've had such fun and made many, many friends and of course hope to make many more.

So what do I want to do for my Blogiversary celebrations.....

Have a glass of champagne

A day shopping

Lunch out

No, nothing like that - just the day visiting with friends across this wonderful community.....

.....but I wouldn't say no to P giving me a red bottom at the end of the day.

Have a wonderful week.

Ronnie
xx