Here I am, back in Bristol. A year ago I met Sexy Elise and Goddess Karolina here, in the same week. The best week of my life. And now? Elise has doubled her prices, and anyway has buggered off, K is on holiday, and there is nobody left who pushes any of my rather undemanding buttons. Yes, I know, Naughty Slut Sophie is the bomb. But no thanks.
Really a city of this size should have a supply of outstanding escorts. English Heritage or whatever should pull its finger out.