Home sweet home

The first thing I did when I got home was to leap for joy. This is a pose my wife has told me not to do. She thinks I will one day fall into the water and knock my head against the side and drown. But I'm used to living dangerously. I'm really quite careful. You can see I'm leaning slightly forward so I don't fall backwards. And I'm not wearing footwear which means my toes have perfect control.

Some anonymous person remarked in one of my posts that my recent hotel photos were 'flirtatious'. He suggested that I should go outdoor for photos which was impossible because I was holed up in my hotel room in Kuala Lumpur which had just held a rally on the supremacy of Islam in Malaysia. Had I done any nude outdoor shot, I would probably have been stoned to death according to Sharia law. After having been flogged a thousand times, no doubt. 

None of the pics in this blog is flirtatious or remotely sexual. They are calculated to normalise nudity. For some people who are addicted to sex, nudity in a hotel room will of course remind them of sex because presumably that's what they always do in hotel rooms in an illicit manner. But that was not my intention.

It's good to be home.