Naughty posters…

One of my favourite people to buy gifts for is Damnonii’s son Alan. I’m not actually sure his Mum appreciates my particular genre of wall coverings, but I know Alan loves them. His whole bedroom is covered in posters of relatively tasteful nude women. I started with the very famous tennis poster of a cheeky bum cheek on show and I have since filled the walls with a variety of equally cheeky posters.

The last purchase I made, I think I bought three posters. I gave one for his birthday, one for Christmas and I saved the last one for a rainy day. Needless to say I popped it in a safe place and couldn’t find it anywhere. Then I started to question whether I even bought it. It wasn’t in any of the safe places I have (there are indeed many!) so I decided that I must have a imagined the purchase.

Fast forward about three years possibly more - I’ve been banned due to no more wall space I was searching for some brown paper to send a parcel this week and what I thought was a roll of brown paper in my wrapping paper drawer yes I have an actual drawer there it was, wrapped in discreet packaging.

Hurrah! I’m not going mad and given I bought it before the ban, it’s only right that it finds it’s way to the intended recipient!! I shall deliver it on my next visit and sneak it in while no-one but Alan is watching! Ha! I’m sure he won’t mind me sharing it with you!

This, ladies and gents, is why he loves me!