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I had a quiet weekend which gave me a chance to reflect on a number of things. 

Last week was exhilarating, an adrenaline rush. The pump getting larger everyday. The anti-climax of not being able to complete my challenge on Friday was offset by what happened on Saturday (see blog to come).

A drug of any description can be addictive and this drug of mine, of being more and more daring in public, is proving to be just that. 

And my advertising the fact increases the rush. Now I have 5k followers, most of whom I know nothing about but I'm showing you all how blatent I can be.

Risk is part of the reward. A huge part. But risk needs to be managed.

I have friends who have no idea I do what I do. Neighbours too. If they should find out I’m not concerned. They can accept me for what I am or shun me. 

The real risk is my job. Of ‘bringing the company, and my profession, into disrepute’.

So I’ve made a decision. What’s past is past and I can't undo it. I can though control the future a little. 

From now my twitter feed will be SFW or, Henry Vlll style, headless. I’ll still let you know what's going on but what gets into the public domain on Twitter will be much less ‘naughty’ or at least somewhat anonymous.

To see more you'll need to read my diary. Its free and you can have it emailed or simply pop along to my blog to read it. 

The really salacious bits will still be restricted to those kind enough to contribute to my knickers fund.