With the not anymore ´Me´... but with a ´We´and a Mr. T, the living arrangements has also changed. Each night has become a survival of the fittest to be able to not having to sleep on the floor but in the comfort of your own bed. During his 6 weeks in Dublin town, Mr. T has reminded me of my place as his bitch and I have accepted the fact that I´m absolutely and totally his bitch. I really thought I was the stricter "parent"... - "No, you can´t lie here", -"You lay there", - "I´M sleeping here"... This is what I should be saying, but instead I am now Tetris-ing myself around a 35x35 cm little flea every night to, Santa forbid, spare him the discomfort of waking up or having to move an inch at any given direction in a bed fit for 3 people. So, getting out of the darn thing after the logistics are somewhat in order, is something one must consider absolutely necessary to be worth while (Hello, Tena adult diaper!) Finding a sleeping position t...

Coming this January... 1,5 years of silence are finally over... 21st century Z-Rod Production proudly presents, a brand new episode of a brand new season of: Duchess of Dublin - Me, We & Mr. T. Whoopdidoodledoo, party, hurray... jump for joy or x-click tab for nay. When your life begins, it has begun and when my life began, that is when me, myself and I went our separate ways and the `M´ in `Me` got flipped upside down. There is now a `We`... and also... a Mr. T. There is a `He` in the `We` and that `He` is my hero, my partner, my best friend and my classical Ass-face in the glistening morning sun. Together we are Iron man and Batman (I am obvio Tony Stark with the big mouth and the kitten T-shirt) imposing our awesomenessness on the world... You are most welcome. As per process for an amaze-balls crew, an equally ballsy sidekick is needed. Presenting to you - Mr. T! Mr. T, or his given name within the circles of the Royal Canine Society (RCS): "His Lordship King ...