A Second Honeymoon

And then, of course, there was the helicopter. Although, saying of course in such a context does somewhat presuppose a familiarity with the current trends in second honeymoons that are not normally touched upon in forums such as this… at least not without using a bespoke bejewelled touching stick and sterilising it properly afterwards.

Anyway, as I was saying before we were taken off course by one of those deviations that seem to turn up at times like this. You are – despite all the indications to the contrary – no doubt a very busy person and you like your little dalliances on such interludings and waysides of the worldwide wankfest… web as this cosy and bijou… er… whatever it is… to be as brief and to the point as … well, as something brief and to the point.

I understand completely that you are indeed in a hurry and want to get to the implied dirty bit of this peregrination without any of the asides, preludes, diversions and deviations – except, of course, that sort of deviation – as soon as possible, preferably before anyone else walks in and catches you frequenting such insalubrious pages as this one, which – despite the decorations and so forth – does seem – at best – somewhat tacky and of dubious literary merit.

Anyway, about the second honeymoon – and the helicopter: We are running out of time here, so I’d best make it brief… which – coincidently is exactly what she said ruined the first honeymoon, and that didn’t even have a helicopter.