Get them down

DIY or ordered? Do you prefer to bare your bum yourself or is it better to be ordered to do it? Or is it maybe just to dispense with knickers and go into action commando?

I know what I prefer, but I wanted to know how the 'Another Country' community (because that's how I regard you all) felt about this thorny question. So I put up a poll to find out.

And then I realised that I'd made a bit of a mistake. What about spankers? What do the heavy-handed ones like best? I can see that I've erred and deserve to peel down my panties and bare my...

But I'm running ahead. Sorry, spankers' preferences will have to be covered by a future poll. Back to today's question.

Firstly, like me you don't go for the no knicks option. Of course you don't. Lingerie is one of life's joys and doing without is like giving the perfect gift but not bothering to wrap it.

On the DIY or not point it seems that having you undies eased down, or tugged down, or ripped off or whatever, is the favourite by around two votes for every one. It is, presumably, an expression of powerlessness to have it done by other hands.

Personally, I'm in the other camp. I like to be told that I'm going to get it on the bare and to be told to prepare myself for my punishment.

So I lose and the you, dear majority, come out on top. I reward you with this lovely image - lightly smacked, but about to get blistered, enjoy.

Word of advice

A momentary wardrobe malfunction meant that professional tabloid persona Imogen Thomas flashed rather a lot of flesh it seems. Now Ms Thomas is a serial flesh flasher, but this incident appears to have been accidental.

She seems generally to be a young lady who could benefit from some advice (and perhaps a spanking or two), so I'll pitch in. Buy big pants - and wear them. The G-string is a garment that deserves to be consigned to the undies drawer of history.

Thought for the day PS

Should be working, but instead I'm surfing through Spankoland and found that other (great) minds have been pondering the big knicks/small knicks question. Thanks to Devlin O'Neill I now that what I've been calling "big Victorian knickers" are actually pantelettes.

Until recently I had a pair of big victorians - sorry, pantelettes - hidden away at the back of a drawer. The drawers drawer that is. Sadly they suffered damage "in action" and had to be buried with full military honours...

Today's reason to be cheerful

Big storm here, which meant the powerlines went down for half the day. No heat, no phone and no computer - so little progress on today's serious (and rather dull) magazine article.

Did someone mention a paddling?

But some progress has been made, which is good, and I've strictly rationed the naughty surfing. The good news is that my rationed surfing has turned up what is likely to be my new best friend. Or at least my new favourite photo blog - Wicked Knickers.

What a great name, but not too accurate as the knickers are mostly off - as they are as in this marvellous pic I've 'borrowed' to show you. A really, really good collection.

I like...

Interesting thoughts on ads over at A Voice in the Corner. Those advertising creatives are naughty, aren't they? Picture one really caught my eye, not because of his dire hair but for her luscious underwear. Drawers, pants, knickers? Not sure what you'd call them, but I love 'em.
I wish I had a pair to tuck away in the bottom drawer for those special occasions. If anyone knows where I could get something similiar do please, please let me know.