Is It Just Me…?

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Wendy Salisbury
IS IT ME… or is a bloke terrific company until that moment when he falls asleep and starts snoring – the moment when all the cooing and wooing in the world would not be sufficient to stop you wanting to put a pillow over his head or sit on his face but not in a […]
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Bastian Dash
So, I’m thinking. And I’m in bed. And someone nice is asleep beside me who isn’t thinking. She’s possibly dreaming though.  I like her soft sighs; the night’s own tick tock in a quiet room of only digitally displayed hours beside a dormant bedside lamp… Well this is nothing new. I’ve been telling you my […]
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Intimate couple
We thought, here at TBW HQ, that we’d post a link to a wonderful tumblr photo blog (phlog?) on Intimacy in which people have uploaded photos which in some way represent intimacy to them. There’s an enormous variety from heterosexual couples to same-sex couples to two neolithic skeletons embracing, which were found near Mantua, Romeo’s […]
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Bastian Dash
There, that got your attention didn’t it? Works every time… How we talk about it though… well now, that opens up a whole new can of worms and other such innuendos. “Ohh Maaatron!” gags aside however, there are interesting differences between ages, genders and cultures, when it comes to discussions on this increasingly prevalent subject, […]
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Inga Dahl
When one hears the term “reproduction expediting”, one can be forgiven for thinking that it could possibly be less than flattering. However, one couldn’t be more wrong. That is, when it involves the relational dynamics of the older woman and younger man. You see, the term “reproduction expediting” is scientific proof, according to Psychology Today, […]
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Mary Stanley
I met Mary Stanley, who is a best selling Irish author on a radio show, and wanted to interview her as I love her story and the way she tells it – when you read it, imagine her mellifluous Irish accent. JM, TBW founder MS: I was married for 25 years, actually together with my […]
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martini in a glass
It was a night like any other. But this simple mid-week drink would annihilate a long-standing relationship with my second favourite thing in the whole world: the dirty martini. It started on a cushy sofa, in a dimly lit corner somewhere in Shoreditch. He and I had sunk into its folds to wash away the […]
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