Day Two: Open-Air Pole Dancing

"Open air pole dancing"

“Open-air pole dancing.”

It is somewhat paradoxical that the outdoor exercise part of my dry January Challenge takes Mrs Playmo and I through numerous local vineyards. Mrs Playmo asked me to hold her dog’s lead then stripped off, placed a feathered hat at a rakish angle on her head and proceeded to practice her pole-dancing techniques on a vine shoot, singing an off-key “You can keep your hat on” that would make Joe Cocker turn in his grave.

She confided on the way home that she sneaks off on Friday nights whilst Mr Playmo is asleep to work in the sleazy joint down the road. It pays for her Tupperware party addiction and her (equally secret) rosΓ© consumption. But don’t tell anyone, or she’ll be struck off the board at the local WI.


37 thoughts on “Day Two: Open-Air Pole Dancing

  1. I don’t know if this is what that inspirational quote “dance like no one is watching” really meant. πŸ™‚

  2. Mrs Playmo is stripping in the vines and I am stripping the dirt, filth and paint from my little house of horror s in the UK….. do you think Mrs Playmo and I were meant for each other?

    • Mrs Playmo is also very good at stripping walls – she is doing a very good job in the Playmo house at the moment. She is also very small so she doesn’t pay for her plane tickets, or eat a menu to herself at the restaurant. Looks like you’ll be taking ten paces with Bulldog for the fair ladies hand.

  3. Hello friend! Love this! I won’t tell anyone what a cheeky girl she is. Good for her for supporting her own Tupperware & wine addiction in lieu of passing those costs on to her husband. If Mr. Playmo ever finds out he should be glad she is so self-sufficient — and that she is such a talented pole dancer! πŸ˜‰ He probably secretly fantasizes that she is those things anyway — what a surprise he’d get if he knew!
    Big hugs to you ❀

    • *MM jumps up and down in excitement and spills her glass of water * Glad to see you back in bloggoland πŸ˜€ We’re not sure what Mr Playmo would think. He’s the town vicar. Which of course doesn’t mean that he doesn’t fantasize about his wife pole-dancing through the cupcakes at the parish tea party. πŸ˜€ However, you’re right that it’s wonderful to be so independent and take daring initiatives… sometimes way too daring, as you will see in tomorrow’s post. Huge gentle hugs coming right back atcha, girl xxxx

  4. Hilarious and not what I expected when I opened this post my dear! Funny I carried a green play mobil dragon on my dashboard for a long time! Finally he got severe whiplash!

  5. Yay! A Playmo post every day for a month! Christmas has come early. Good luck with your drink free walks. Not sure I am ready to go cold turkey but I certainly may try a daily walk or cycle ride. A happy, happy new year to you, full of smiles and good things. Xxx

    • I had a feeling you’d enjoy the idea. πŸ™‚ I’m still toying with the idea of a Playmo Street blog. Today my knee hurts – miserable bugger can’t keep up with the pace. Oh well. Hair of the dog, and all that jazz. All the very best to you and yours too!

    • I’m not sure Mr Playmo will see it that way if he finds out. He’s prefer Mrs Playmo to be promoted to President of the WI, or patent her mince pie recipe and get rich quick (I won’t tell you which blog she stole it from, but it is nastily familiar to yours).

  6. Loving these Playmo posts… I’ve done nothing but smile since opening the first one! I’ve missed your wonderful ways MM! πŸ™‚
    P.S. I think a Playmo Street blog would be fantastic!

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