A Friend In Knead

Leave A Massage On My Answering Machine

This is for Stacy, who wanted links for some of my travel writing. I’ve got a few of these yarns, and as you can see, I’ve had a bit of fun documenting my time in the rest of the world. This is about the first time I had a massage, in Bali, Indonesia ….

Other people’s nudity, I don't have a problem with, but this is ridiculous. This bloke reminds me of the scene in `The Full Monty’ when the would-be male stripper nicknamed Horse drops his daks. Robert Carlyle's jaw drops and, when he has regained his composure, he announces in a quavering voice, "Gentlemen, the lunch box has landed".

I'm a bit nervous about having my first massage and this guy, obviously a member of the Chippendales, is not making it any easier for me. Then I remember the all-important line on the booking form that said "Please keep your underwear or your bathing costume on".
I am so relieved. Inadequate, nonetheless, but relieved.

To read the rest of the story, go to The Anglo-Indian Portal as it would be too long to post here. Do let me know what you think.