Finally! 5th time lucky meet with Simon

Remember Simon's message received on New Years Day:


babe how u doin? well first off this is bizzare! maly due to the fact that i have been trying to get in contact with u for awile now, then u pop up in a photo on face book. i was looking on that dating site plenty of fish lol,just browsing.. n stumbeld accross yourself.BOOM! how hot u are! anyway i sent a message to you regarding maybe catching up 4 a drink or dinner sometime,but couldnt seem to send. dont normally do this but as i said u caught my eye in particular, i no im only 25 but hey age is no barrier.i think anyway.pretty random all this babe but to good of n opportunity not to. if your keen let me no.would love 2.happy new year!x

Well... finally after 4 attempts to meet up... we make it!

I jump on a bus and meet him in Cairns on a Saturday night. First night out in Cairns.

We meet up at The Jack - named after the Union Jack - so took me back to my back packer days - strange to be surrounded by The Who, Beatles and Stones posters.


He tells me that he had a couple of drinks before he arrived for Dutch courage and half an E tablet. He said I in no way looked my age (40) and that he wasn't disappointed in meeting me in the flesh after my photos.

Which was just as well, as I had got the bus with 10 minutes notice.. last bus out of Port Douglas at 6.00pm and so in my rush had forgotten some makeup - so before meeting had shopped for some makeup, razors (yep.. my map of Tasmania was rather sprouting tropical forestry) and toothpaste and toothbrush. So had 'freshened' up in the toilets.

Initially he seems a bit red neckish, but he has a ready smile with dimples and glinting cheeky eyes. He seemed to know everybody in the bar and on the street, and said 'hi' to many people even giving beggars money along the street. Readily grabbing my hand to hold as we walked along.

He has an upfront honesty and is uncomplicated and before we knew it we were engrossed and chatting (I also had an E tablet.. so that probably helped!). Don't worry, last time I had any drugs was over two years ago, so I don't think I will be falling into the depths of addiction yet. Just made a good change and was certainly a night ice breaker!

He used to be a Thai boxer, but now just concentrates on union rugby. He is keen to progress a sporting career and it seems that if he works hard there is an option for him to turn professional. At the moment he works as a renderer, but I get the feeling he is at the stage of asking 'what next?'. He did ask if I wanted to see him play rugby one day.. so of course I said yes... promising that he wishes to expose me to the rest of the rugby team!

We ended up going back to his place about 10.00 pm and just hung out chatted, drunk some beers and had a few joints. I told him my real age (49) and he didn't seem perturbed.

He lives in a simple flat just down from Machan's Beach. What I liked which was rare, was that it was tidy, and even the sheets smelt clean. He even gave me a clean towel for a shower. For a 25 year old bachelor I have to admit I was impressed.

He lives where he lives so he can look after his father who has cancer and when I left today he was going over to cut the grass.

Love making was energetic - I imagine he puts the same philosophy into his sport as in his sexual performance. He liked to kiss and afterwards was very much into cuddling and spooning.

So surreal - it was about 4.00am and a shadowy figure wandered into the bedroom had a chat with Simon (whilst I was there laying in bed next to him) and then disappeared. Due to the fact that a girl had broken down his door to get into his flat his door is open (she obviously fancied him.. Simon said he did the best acting of being asleep that he could muster). Seems that it is a regular occurrence people coming round at all hours and saying 'hi'.


And yes... I have to say he has a lovely body.. phew!

I am totally flattered by this man's attentions. I even saw one of his ex girlfriends when we were out and she was goooorgeous!

He obviously has no problem attracting girls, so it is bizarre that he should have singled me out for such attention.

I thought maybe it was a case of that's it ... but when I left he still said he would come over and see me on Wednesday. So not sure where this one is going. I was hoping that we might have done something together today, but he wanted to watch the cricket and had some friends coming over.

I know he is not into having a relationship, but seems that he still wants to continue to see me, so let's see what happens. I know that the feeling is mutual with me. I don't see us moving forward as girlfriend or boyfriend, but it would be nice to have him as a friend with benefits.


Then on the phone tonight was "P"... asking when my next night off was so he can come round... oh dear... I think I could be starting to tread on ice.. Juggling men.. is bound to end up coming to a miserable ending.

Funny that the two men that I have been involved with - Gary and Simon were not really through any internet dating.....

So we shall see what happens.....

Men Update

Well life has been hectic at work with the rush of tourists for Christmas, New Year and school holidays. I have managed to have a bit of a social life. I have joined a new dating site RSVP and that's thrown up some interesting profiles.


Welcome "P" . He actually initiated actions by 'winking' at me. I actually liked his profile. He is a bit whacky, a self made man, is 44 years old ( It's all OK getting interest from 25 year olds, great for an ego massage, but looking at it objectively it's not going to go any further than a friendship and sexual encounters at best - so this is better for me). He is a man that has been through it and come out the other side. He also states that his suitable woman will be up to 50 years old (at the end of the date I said I had lied about me being 40 and he said... 'so you're around 36 yrs old then).. he really didn't believe I was 49.


So "P" more encapsulates the 'moving forward' man. No expectations of babies, family etc (he has two teenagers that live with their Mother). He is semi retired, but is one of those men that whatever he does, he does well. He is a photographer, classic car restorer and had his career as a commercial diver and a Commercial Retail Executive. He is the perpetually young man but with old shoulders and a real zest for life and a charismatic personality..mmmmm! As I wrote to him he kind of mirrors my philosophies and my life.. except I am not 6'2" when I look in my mirror!

He picks me up in a touring Harley Davidson complete with stereo system, heated seats, more bells and whistles than a bells and whistle factory! This is just one of his bikes. Me thinks.. I am liking this!

He also has an array of cars, some he uses for weddings. A funny story he told me was being called in by his son's school very concerned as his son had told his teacher that his Father was a pimp and his Mother worked for him.

After some explanation it transpired that he was referring to his Dad 'pimping' as he customises classic cars, as in the MTV show 'Pimp my Ride' .

He arrives with half a head of dreadlocks and half a head of undreads (he was between hair styles) and 44 piercings. I counted 22 around his body (nothing horrible just small studs).. and yes, my mind is boggling as to where the other 22 are. I was advised they were there for the benefit of enhancing his partner's pleasure.... my mind boggles. But he is such a charismatic figure that it really just seems exciting.

He has had cancer, broken his back, been resucitated back from death twice, fractured his skull three times (once from a baseball bat to the skull when he lived in South Africa - where he is from originally). From the many months of rehabilitation for his broken back (fell down the stairs) he gained much clarity on the meaning of life. He embraces this joy of health and life every morning by his ritualistically viewing every sunrise.

He oozes personality and a big smile, but coming from a safe and secure place.

So funny, as we get to the bar and he asks what I want. When I say cider, his eyebrows rise... and he explains that he has a severe allergy to apples. With one cider he cannot kiss me for 4 hours.. so despite my protestations to change - there goes any kissing action before we even started! Then later we went for a pizza - my chicken tikka pizza came with mango chutney (that has apples in it) so that was omitted from the ingredients. When I got home I offered him a soft drink - all except the V8 I had had apple in them! The only apple he is not allergic to is the computer!


His faults would be a tendency to like his own voice, but he is highly observant and is a retentive listener. We spent the whole night together... naaaah not what you think! talking till 5.00 in the morning on the couch whereupon we had a sunrise walk along the beach... soooo beautiful.

The sunrise we shared......(wonder if it will be the first of many?)

We said goodbye with a kiss on the lips and a hug.... I will take this slowly but there is a definite pull on this one!

In the wings (literally) is Simon (see the blog of January 1st) - who I have still yet to meet after 4 unsuccessful attempts. I know he wants to meet, but as he said today, he should be working to live, not live to work.

Simon is the one at the back

A keen rugby player, he soon will be having practice on Mon, Tues and Weds. So opportunities to meet are getting a little thin on the ground, but we are both working on it.

Yep.... pure lust, must say, just love rugby bodies - and judging by the photos he is HOT! He is 25 and has actively pursued me through seeing my face on Facebook through a mutual friend. Who am I to say no?

We talk regularly and text - he now calls me 'babe'.... but a little too close to the bone to call him 'babe' back methinks! So we are working on our 5th meeting.......... don't hold your breath




One date today with Louis (never mentioned him before), 31, was a sad,, rather poignant one. We did arrange to meet up a while ago, but when he found out I was English he thought that it was scam organised by British gypsies that he had heard of. I asked if he was mentally stable, to which he advised me that he was bi-polar but it was under control. So we then re-organised.

I am at an age to know that despite him taking control drugs and him having a mental condition the stuttering of his speech that there is still something not quite right. He is a completely lovely man, with this air of innocence, highly sensitive, but just seems to lack social coping skills.

He was emailing me declaring undying love, before I had even met him, so I have been trying to calm him down.

We did meet today and it was fine, down to him playing me my favourite songs on his phone at the lunch table. He did sink his drinks pretty quickly and I am thinking that since he drove here - he has got to be able to drive out (I was due to meet Simon tonight). I advised him that I had to leave at 5.00 - hoping that would give him the hint that he can't stay if he goes over the limit. At 4.30 he bought over two glasses of water and I thought 'great message has got home'. I bid him goodbye we had a big hug and kiss on lips and I left.

5.30 phone went when I was at home - he said he was still in Port Douglas (he lives 40 mins drive away). I was about to invite him over (since Simon had cancelled) but thought it through and said that he ought to go home. Was working out that if he came over, then he could very well be here for the long run and very difficult to get rid of and I didn't want the hassle, especially after feeling so tired after not getting any sleep last night with "P". I certainly wasn't up for any physical relationship. He's not bad looking but I just don't fancy him, and if truth be known I just know that 'going there' is a no no - I don't think he is emotionally or mentally stable, even though he is very sweet, but I think he would be the proverbial weight around the neck.

He continued to try and ring me and leave messages for the next hour. Bottom line being he had drunk more beer and that he was over the limit and basically giving me the emotional blackmail angle that if he can't come back to my house then he will have to drive back and he would be over the limit and so in a roundabout way blaming me if he gets caught by the police.

So that's how that one has been left... and left it will be!

Gary (see previous blog) called from Darwin airport to say goodbye.. as he flies out to Philippines today for a couple of months. Makes me wonder what he will return to with regard to my situation! Nothing has been said about our 'night' so presume it's a case of 'as you were'.

Old Age.... The Words of Wisdom

Just got off the phone from my Aunty Joan. Strictly speaking she is my Great Aunt, but her husband (my Grandmother's brother) was 20 years older than her.

She is now 91 years old - yet I always refer to her as the youngest oldest person I know. If you spoke to her on the phone you would be hard put to put an age to her voice.

She has always been an inspiration to me. She never had children and was one of the first female role models around where I could see that having children was not a prerequisite for happiness.

She was one of the first women policewomen in the UK and has always had a healthy, happy and hearty attitude to life. She was living in Rhodesia in the 50's and very much the ex pat colonial lifestyle.

I have always found her so approachable and we chat about boyfriends, life and love.

Today chatting we talked about old age.. Me thinks I will get all the hints that I can on how to deal with the particular stage of life.

I suppose it is a cliche but we discussed that one's whole life and the strengths and personality that we create in our lifes goes towards helping us through this difficult stage of non life. Where one's quality and spectrum of life starts to zero in to a chair in your lounge. She is now almost blind but so enjoys listening to the radio and to listening books and the phone is her lifeline and just so happy to have any human contact and interaction.

She said that it is important to lead as full a life as possible... as there will come time you can't. I remember my Mother and seeing her spirit fade when she realised that her quality of life - or the great Star Trek quote 'life as we know it' was to be no more.

So don't stagnate.. life is for living... and ironically if we live our life... then it makes it better to face our death...

So here's to tomorrow................

The top 5 regrets people have on their deathbed

31st May 2011 by Courtney Boyd Myers

http://thenextweb.com/lifehacks/2011/05/31/the-top-5-regrets-people-make-on-their-deathbeds/

Well, I was going to write a blog about the friends I have made so far here in Port, but today one of the lines between a friend was somewhat extended.

A good friend who I have known for about a month is Gary

We have kind of hung out, rung each other up and made arrangements like mates. He is my trivia quiz partner (yep, don't have that many friends for a team yet!).

He loves travel, exploring, politics and is very caring. He helped me so much when my car broke down and is one life's givers. He is a little serious at times, but we do have a good laugh now and again.

He works on the crew of a yacht moored near my work boats so we often wave and say hi to each other whilst at work.

He has never made any moves towards me or intimations that he fancied me.... almost to the point of 'no contact'. Not even a peck on the cheek. Was it the case of 'tho protesteth too much'?

Last night it was his birthday (41) so 6 of us had a little soiree dinner at the nearby Sheridan Hotel, which was lovely. The ensemble was one American chiropractor - Dick, 2 of Gary's cousins Brad (owns a helicopter business) and Ewin (just started to work as a diving instructor) (that had never met each other before), Christine (Brad's girlfriend) - who I know as we work on the same boat.

The $25 drink as much as you can wine.. went down well.........

We had a lovely evening and then went back to Dick and Gary's house (they share the house). Whereupon the lights all went down and on Dick's mega screen up came the opening credits for a James Bond film. So Dick's idea of a good night is then to watch a film... what happened to human interaction and conversation?

I was right next to Gary's feet as I was lounging on the day bed at the end of the sofa. So ended up giving Gary a foot massage.... also worried as Gary's diving instructor cousin I could feel was trying to make a play, and the arrangement was for us both to sleep downstairs on the two seperate day beds.

Luckily Gary ended up moving and lying on the bed with me where he gave me a neck and shoulder massage and whereupon............ we both fell asleep!

Woke up after everyone had gone to sleep and Gary said - 'come up stairs to my room'........ yep.. you get the picture.. so of course... up I go.

We had a lovely explore and made love, he asked me what I wanted and was attentive to my needs. I in turn was happy to oblige what he liked (thank goodness it was all within reason and didn't involve any major gymnastics or fetish moves).

I do find him attractive and he has a lovely body. Though I would like to keep him as a friend the benefits bit certainly have their 'benefits'. He is off to Philippines in 6 days for 2-3 months, so no danger of anything developing there.

So finally, after 7 months after leaving my ex, I feel, finally, that I have had a positive physical encounter. So lovely to wake up and feel a body next to me. Though I don't know if the feeling was mutual, as Gary had to turn me more times than a hyperactive rotisserie to keep me off my back to stop my snoring!

Only irony... he couldn't kiss me. Being out on the boat in the sun had cracked his lips so they were very sore! I didn't realise and thought he was doing the prostitute thing of not kissing me..

Today I was supposed to meet up with Shane - the guy who contacted me through Facebook today, but he texted to say he had to work. So Gary and I spent the day together and lazed by the Pepper pool pretending we were rich tourists!

The mystery of the wheeley bins

How weird is this.. last Thursday my wheeley bin got stolen. Just disappeared from outside on the road where it had been emptied. A scout up and down the road did not reveal any wayward wandering bin.

I have just chatted with the neighbour and advised her that my bin had been stolen to which she replied 'just ring the council and you will get one of the newer, bigger ones to replace it'.

2 minutes later there are the dulcid tones of my neighbour calling me.

Transpires that her new, bigger wheeley bin has gone missing (presumed stolen). and guess what's sitting innocently outside my door - my bin!

How bizarre.........

Lovely message to welcome the New Year in

Just received this message on my Facebook

babe how u doin? well first off this is bizzare! maly due to the fact that i have been trying to get in contact with u for awile now, then u pop up in a photo on face book. i was looking on that dating site plenty of fish lol,just browsing.. n stumbeld accross yourself.BOOM! how hot u are! anyway i sent a message to you regarding maybe catching up 4 a drink or dinner sometime,but couldnt seem to send. dont normally do this but as i said u caught my eye in particular, i no im only 25 but hey age is no barrier.i think anyway.pretty random all this babe but to good of n opportunity not to. if your keen let me no.would love 2.happy new year!x

He is a mutual friend of a couple of girls I know here. So I will do some research in that direction. Would say that written English might not seem his strong point...

Also, if he is 25, calling him 'babe' back might be a little weird....

Well, that's my ego massaged for today... and probably for the week!

Just a bit of a worry as when I asked him for a better picture of himself.. he said that the one on Facebook was a recent one... yep.. he's no. 15! So at least I will be able to recognise him from behind!

Happy New Year

And so the year finishes and a new one begins..

So what were my options on how to herald in the New Year...

People at work were talking about going to various people's houses. All the diving crew had their own plans... and no invite was extended to me despite them going round to one of their houses.

A friend invited me round to hers, but that involves a journey and a car (mute point).

And what about the other friends, one was working and finally the couple that I hang round with Mariella and Geoff asked if I wanted to go to the Courty (local slang for the Courthouse public house) - $70 for a ticket... so that was that.

So arrived at the Courty at 7.15 after madly rushing round like a blue arsed fly (not sure where that saying comes from). Mariella and Geoff were staying the night and the en suite bathroom had literally just been finished. So it was frantic hoovering, cleaning, dusting when I got back from work at 5.30. Me wondering why my Mr Fixit just hadn't finished off by taking out the debris, card board boxes and cleaned the new wall units.

The ticket was supposed to include food, but all was not boding well when I viewed a plate of prawns with a queue of 10 people leading to it. And that was only food that I saw all night. But what I did see a lot of was the free champagne which, of course, I had to get my monies worth!

Let's just say that after 12.00 my memory of events gets a little hazy.

12.00 found me sitting on the toilet. It wasn't planned - just that my bladder took me there at an unfortunate time and only realised whilst in mid flow. So what do I do....? At 11.59 I text my ex boyfriend to wish him Happy New Year and to say I missed him... NOOOOO!!! Yep! :

Three seperate messages (why didn't my brain just turn off after the first one).. but no.. I was in full flow and firing faster than an automatic rifle!

Each one getting steadily worse...

1. Hope you have a good one. Happy Birthday to Mel. Wish I was there! Happy New year! XX

2. Happy New Year

3. Miss You x

2.18 AM

Wish mel a happy birthday from me xpp
(not sure what the xpp was for.. probably a kiss and some drunken pp's added on for good measure)

Reply from him.7.03 am (which is an interesting time to text me back?) sounding pretty dead pan and not at all amused by my emotional ranting texting from earlier.

Will do. Hope your new year is a good one.

To be clear about this... with the benefit of clarity and soberness, yes I do miss him. But I made my decision for a reason and yearning for a type of relationship that he is unable to give me that will never change, so I still stand by the situation with no regrets.


In hindsight, it might have been semi subconscious to hide in the Ladies. There was a guy called Derek that was a little eerily into me saying 'I saw you here on Christmas Eve' and was hanging around me so it avoided any awkwardness in kissing him. I remember emerging and Mariella and Geoff wondering where I was so we did our Happy New Years then. After that, it now goes hazy... apparently Mariella and I danced and before I knew it we were back at my place sitting on the sofa!

Back of my mind is wondering if the December 2012 end of the Mayan cycle will effect plans for New Years Eve 2012! Strange to be welcoming in a year that has been earmarked by such uncertainty for the future.

Mayan End Age 12-21-2012

"An Apocalypse (Greek: “lifting of the veil” or “revelation”) is a disclosure of something hidden from the majority of mankind in an era dominated by falsehood and misconception, i.e. the veil to be lifted." — Wikipedia

"Both the Hopis and Mayans recognize that we are approaching the end of a World Age... In both cases, however, the Hopi and Mayan elders do not prophesy that everything will come to an end. Rather, this is a time of transition from one World Age into another. The message they give concerns our making a choice of how we enter the future ahead. Our moving through with either resistance or acceptance will determine whether the transition will happen with cataclysmic changes or gradual peace and tranquility. The same theme can be found reflected in the prophecies of many other Native American visionaries from Black Elk to Sun Bear."


So should be an interesting year ahead.....