Fucking A my lovely readers, we have (practically) made it to the end of 2019 and smashed another year of pole dancing adventures. Go us!
Oh lord it’s happening again folks. As I type this blog it’s 9th December and the festive season is well and truly underway. My advent
Remember when you were a kid and you would write those batshit crazy lists to Father Christmas? Ones that you would conjure up before you