Posts Tagged ‘Edwardian’

“Well I said I am sorry,” Ruth announced haughtily, “If that isn’t good enough for you then I am going to my room.” This imperious announcement was followed by a flounce and a door slamming exit that rumbled on as heavy stomps ascended the stairs. The fiery little redhead would be unliveable with for the […]


Lady Arabella reached the rise above Grainger Manor with relief. The party had gone on for far longer than intended and against all expectations she had been winning all night. That arse Carstairs had lost game after game until she had nigh on £300 in front of her, which was all very well, but the […]


Many years ago I saw a beautiful graphic portrait from the 1950s. It was of a very smart looking aristocratic woman with a young maid across her knee giving her a spanking. The drawing was within an otherwise vanilla collection and no particular attention was drawn to this image as if it was quite commonplace. […]


A spring breeze came up from the meadow and rustled the trees along the edge of the garden. This set a small cascade of white petals to rain onto the lawn like snow. Or at least that was how it seemed to Ruth standing on the terrace at the back of Hedley Hall. She sighed. […]


Dear Mr Brandon

10Jul14

Lady Constance stopped at the corner of the rose garden and the small Tudor-style maze at the south side of the house. Since her elder sister and cousin had got married, life at the Hall had been somewhat lacking. In fact her only diversion was her growing obsession with Mr Brandon who served as tutor […]


Vintage Sunday

27Apr14

More at All Our Yesterday’s.


The Tempest

22Apr14

The sky had a purple hue and Tom Daly knew a storm was brewing. From the way the cottonwood was still against a turbulent sky, he guessed a twister was on its way. “Where’s Abby?” he barked in the general direction of the other girls. Mary-Lou and Stephanie exchanged glances and then returned a shrug. […]


Vintage Sunday

23Mar14

As ever, All Our Yesterday’s has more like this.


The clock ticked slowly, almost like a dirge to match the gloomy dark hall that led to the Dean’s office. There was a musty smell of polish and old wood here and with all the doors closed against them it was like a gaol-cell as they waited to be seen. “It will be alright won’t […]


Last week I launched the vintage spanking and erotica Tumblr All Our Yesterday’s. It has been a slow start so far, but hopefully it will be a repository for all those pictures featured on Vintage Sunday.