Room 2D

A largely wordless photo-story from Janus 35, followed by an interview with the lovely model Joanna. The Chair is not for sitting on — well, not for the moment anyway… The third in our series of occasional, transcribed interviews with females on the subject of CP, this verbatim verbal admission by the model featured in the preceding photo-feature  The Chair  was recorded a few days before her 21st birthday, shortly after she took part in the session. Unlike  Paula Meadows  and  Antonia du Bois , Joanna did receive corporal punishment at school, on a number of occasions. And — again unlike both of our previous interviewees — as a result of her schoolday experiences she does not like the cane one bit… In my home life there was absolutely no discipline at all. I have only ever been hit once by my Mum,...

An interview by Julie Holmes from Februs 3 A Julie Holmes interview for Februs I met Shireen Clifford on my way to the Janus shop a couple of months ago. You remember those unpredictable heavy storms we kept having? Well, Shireen and I both dived into the same doorway in Dean Street just as the heavens opened up. We did the usual British bit of gazing steadfastly skywards but eventually I felt compelled to break the awkward silence. I meant to say something about the rain letting up soon or how I intended to make a dash for it, but instead I nodded towards a card by the entry-phone and said, ‘I wonder if the weather affects trade?’ The coded message described a delinquent blonde needing correction and I instantly regretted drawing attention to it. Suppose my companion did not speak English? What if she was a member of the Clean Up Soho Campaign? What if…? ‘I wonder what it’s like to be paid for it?’ was how she actually respon...

From Februs 25 Salutations, O growing band of readers of the immortal words of Will. When our intrepid Lady Editor, Paula, rang to inform me that a person, name of Lucy, was desirous to be interviewed by me, I felt that the name and description of the lady rang a bell. I just couldn’t quite place when, or where. Me: Did Lucy say she knew me, by any chance? P: Yes, Will. She thought she might have met you, that she’d read your interview, and in spite of that, she’s still interested. ( This with Paula’s soft and inimitable giggle ). Me: Very funny, Boss. Can I ring her? P: Yes, she’s expecting you. The appropriate call was made, and I must say it was with a pleasurable feeling that I anticipated the arrival of Lucy. The day dawned, and found Yours Truly frantically involved in much of the usual tidying, hoovering, and such like that is necessary to one who, in the early twilight of his years, is frequently alone. (Aaah...