Firemen Release Kinky Bondage Couple

On Wednesday I went into Birmingham to meet a friend for a little shopping and lunch. I went in on the train because parking (and driving) in Birmingham is a nightmare. The train always has loads of freebie newspapers called Metro, I'm not sure it would qualify as a newspaper actually, it's full of mostly light irrelevant stuff but I usually have a glance through it if I haven't got anything better to do and having to avoid staring at the person/s sitting opposite me if the train's full. So I was glancing away and came across this amusing little article:-

A bondage session took an awkward turn for a kinky couple in Halifax when they lost the key to their handcuffs and had to be cut free by firefighters.

The embarrassed women from Hebden Bridge walked into a local fire station at 1.30am and asked for help after they got stuck while using the cuffs.

‘We found it amusing, but the girls looked embarrassed,’ Commander Paul Gyde told the Halifax Courier.

‘They (handcuffs) looked real and probably served the purpose for what they wanted them for.’

The firefighters eventually removed the shackles from the two women in their 20s, who probably won’t be using the toy apparatus again anytime soon.

‘We were pleased we were able to assist them,’ Cmdr Gyde added.

I had to laugh, I could just imagine the situation, poor girls. I could also imagine the firemen too, I bet they called their mates across so that they all enjoyed the dilemma of the two manacled girls before they finally released them. I like firemen, I think they do a fantastic job, have to be very fit too, I reckon it would have been an appropriate occasion to give the girls a good dressing down for wasting firemen's time, perhaps a good spanking before sending them on their way. Hmm perhaps not, that was just my mind working overtime:)

When I put the Metro down I made sure I'd turned it on a couple of pages in case any other traveller picked it up and saw what I'd been laughing at. 

What would you do in a situation like that? Would you call on the police or fire officers to help?

Have a fun weekend.

Ronnie

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What a Morning

They say things comes in threes, mine has been 2 X 3. So far.

 

1. Mothers day's fast approaching, we had a mini argument about it this morning before P left for the office, it was left unsettled.

 

2. I got into work and couldn't access my blogger account, entering the password caused IE to crash, then my bank account did the same but didn't even wait for the password, just loading the screen crashed it. I reluctantly sought P's help, re-started the machine - no good, ran a virus scan - nothing, Microsoft's error reporting was useless as ever. P couldn't solve it so he downloaded Google Chrome for me to see if that worked. Fine no problem and a lot faster then IE, so that's it IE is in quarantine for now and probably forever.

 

3. Then I reminded P that I'd be popping over to a friend's tonight just for a while, as it's her birthday, so we'd be a bit later than usual going out (we try to eat out alternate Wednesdays, it used to be weekly but we've cut down) but he said we weren't going because he's booked a meal for mothers day. Hmmph! so on top of the words we had earlier I'm expected to forgo my hard-worked-for little treat for the dubious pleasure of entertaining his mother out on Sunday. That's not the last word on that. 

 

4. We had a fire alarm at work, it wasn't a drill but it was plainly obvious as we filed into the corridor that someone had been burning toast in the tenants' kitchen, we all had to go outside and assemble, fire brigade came, cheerful lot, identified the source of the alarm which was burnt toast smoke as we suspected and the culprit was already known. I smiled to myself as the leading fireman strode across the road to our gathering for a word with the arsonist, I imagined him taking her over his knee and teaching her a lesson in front of us all, I'm sure it might have led to an epidemic of burnt toast. It didn't happen but the thought put a smile on my face. 

5. My cell phone battery has almost drained again it only lasts a few calls or even fewer texts, I have to go and find a new one, I hate having new gadgets but definitely need one, I'll get one like P's with an easy to work camera.

 

6. To top it all, our son called from Uni, he was on his way to hand in an essay, said he was feeling under pressure, I could hear it in his voice, it's his final year exams are looming and 4 more essays to hand in all in a tight timeframe, now I want to jump in the car go up and see him, give him a big hug and try to calm him a bit, I'm a real worrier when it comes to our son, I suppose all mothers are. I know not to do it, all his housemates are under pressure too, it's part of life.

 

It's lunchtime now, writing this post has cheered me up but there's more to come, I'm sure of it, because I'm way unhappy about number 3 and I'm going to say so.

 

Ronnie

xx