Room 2D

A new story from Culver in the grand Blushes style, together with this lovely illustration… By Culver, August 2025. Dedicated to Uncle George. After R. T. Mason, and other writers; whose spanking magazine descriptions of tawsing and strapping I have shamelessly ‘collaged’. In this fantasy, the hotel waitress is played by Wendy East, the ice-cream salesgirl is played by Sandra Simley, and Trudi Baxter plays the girl on the beach (all spanking magazine models). No resemblance between fictional characters and actual persons is intended or should be inferred. Wendy, Sandra & Trudi react to being chosen as models by Culver ----//---- 07.00: the hotel waitress Ernest Branwick, comfortably retired, was an habitual early riser, even when away on holiday at Eldercoombe. He always said that a man of habits is a man of character, and he prided himself on his habits. Besides, he enjoyed the tranquillity of early mornings by the se...

A lovely adaptation of one of my favourite Alan Bell illustrations .

Culver has it in for Sandra Simley this week.

Culver’s second New Year gift

The first of two New Year gifts from Culver

The second part of this original story by Culver. Last week we read of Alice Redway’s suffering at the hands of Reverend Crowley and Mr Sedgewick. Now her friend Pippa East is in the firing line… During his telling of the torrid tale of the tutoring of Alice, Sedgewick grew as animated as it’s possible for a chap to get over a quiet drink in the village pub. His fellow chorister and drinking partner, Thorndyke, listened intently to every detail, imagining events vividly. Yes, he reflected, it was good to know that Alice Redway, that sullen little vixen, had at last been getting what had been coming to her. Much as he was enthralled by Sedgewick’s narrative, Thorndyke was bursting with impatience to recount a recent experience of his own, the story of how he’d got his hands on ‘Miss Goody Two Shoes’ Pippa East. He gestured towards Sedgewick’s nearly empty glass. ‘It’s my round,’ he said, and headed to the bar. The choirmaster at St Mark’s, Edwin Phipps, likes to treat himself to numero...

Taking a rest from collages, Culver has turned his hand to prose, inspired by the drawings and comments in the Reverend White series by Darcy . In two parts — the second to follow next week. We might reasonably assume that morning and evening services in an Anglican church in a rural village on a typical sleepy Sunday wouldn’t provide much by way of excitement for gentlemen of the choir. Yet seating arrangements in the choir stalls at St Mark’s should give us pause for thought — along with certain other considerations. It so happens that adult male choristers are seated directly opposite the soprano stalls. And the front row of the soprano stalls is exclusively occupied by girl choristers in their late teens, a number of whom are provocatively attractive. Every Sunday the ringing of the church bell summons choir and congregation to Matins, Holy Communion and Evensong. And if you’re a middle-aged male chorister, that doleful sound will likely put a spring in your step: it’s time to og...