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Leveson: spot on

From the Leveson report, released in the past hour:

3.4 The existence of a private sphere is vital for human development. It is the space in which individuals are able to experiment with preferences and build personal relationships beyond public scrutiny and judgment. Violations of the private sphere prevent individuals from obtaining these benefits. The private sphere is also critical to personal autonomy as a space over which an individual exercises control. To invade someone’s privacy disregards that individual’s choices as to when and by whom he or she will be seen and what personal information he or she [...]

The empty office

My hotel room in Manhattan for the first couple of nights of my stay, before EJ arrived in town, looked out across the street at a disused office block. When I woke at 5am, there were still lights on in the building, a few forlorn items of office furniture dotted at random around the large expanses of open space.

Just the sort of place, I realised, for the gentlemen to take a girl for their little, long-overdue discussion. To tie her over one of the desks; to give her a final chance to tell them what she knew; to cane [...]

Kinky Amazon

The other day there was a knock on the door from a delivery driver, asking whether I’d mind signing for an Amazon box for the young couple who live opposite. Not a problem, of course.

I couldn’t help but snigger, though. See, it’s rare that a shipment arrives for me from Amazon without at least one naughty item inside – a book, perhaps, or a more interesting and practical accessory of some description. So to my sub-conscious, Amazon deliveries equal kinky fun.

As a result, I couldn’t help but wonder what my neighbours had purchased, and what the ever-so-cute lass [...]

Smoking on the train‏

Sitting on the train into London last Friday: a loud alarm starts sounding from the end of the carriage. People look round, mildly panicked; what’s amiss? And then we realise it’s coming from the train’s toilet, and must have been triggered by someone smoking a furtive cigarrette.

A young woman wearing a smart suit emerges, looking guilty, enveloped in a cloud of perfume (presumably to mask the smell). And she walks…

… back to her seat, and buries herself in her paperwork. (Interview prep, I’d guess.)

 

… or maybe…

 

… straight into the arms of the train conductor [...]

The view from the canteen

The course I ran in the Netherlands on Tuesday took place in a recently-converted high school. I was somewhat distracted, as you can imagine.

Of most interest was the colleague’s office which boasted floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the former canteen. It was easy to imagine that this had been the headmaster’s office…

On the rare occasion that a girl was to be caned, she’d be called up to see him after lunch; those still eating would be able to look up and see her being lectured. The curtains would then be drawn; they’d wince knowing what was happening, and breath a [...]

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