I'm typing this sitting naked on a balcony. No, I haven't suddenly become an exhibitionist (I am a prude really, honest). The balcony just happens to be out of anyone's viewpoint, which makes it perfect for a spot of naked blogging (or shagging, if luck chanced upon me). Better than that though, is the fact it overlooks a beach, so not only do I get to soak up the rays as I write, but I also get to have a quick dip in the sea afterwards. Bliss.
I am on holiday, if that wasn't already obvious, and boy do I need the break. I shan't be "live-blogging" my stay as a) that would be boring and b) I have better things to do. I just wanted to pop in and say hello from abroad, or ¡Buenos días! as they say here.
P.S. For those people who contacted me to ask if I had anything to do with the article about sexblogs in The Sun newspaper yesterday, no, I didn't: I had no idea they would plug my blog - I was never approached by them. I was suprised by them calling me "insightful" - somewhat ironic, given it's a Murdoch rag - and we all know how nice they have previously been to me, don't we?