Rhia Charles, high class escort in London

Life Coaches

Well what the effing hell are they about then?  Actually I blame the life coach trainers.  Nice one.

You managed to persuade a whole bunch of ineffectual people who have zero life experience to pay for a course that would magically transform them into ‘life’ gurus and then they would go on to try to desperately persuade the rest of us poor saps that we should listen to them.  You could not make this up.  Genius, really. One born every minute springs to mind. It reminds me of pyramid selling, remember that?

I am going to sound a tad harsh here, but you know, if you headline yourself as a ‘life coach’, I think you should be able to take it. I am not going to name names but…..

I used to do a lot of networking, (in my other life) dont need to now, not in the usual sense anyway, but at any networking event you would always get at least 10 ‘life coaches’ approach you.

The very, very naughty part of me wanted to pull and probe and ask them  to justify themselves, what do they know about ladies of the night for instance? and travelling the world on your own? and starting a business from scratch? and falling out of love? and having children? and having a stalker? and being stuck in Mumbai in the middle of the night? and trying to find a great flat in London? etc etc etc   (thankfully not all at the same time, hahahaha)

…..well, you know,  life really.  I never did of course because  I am English (and therefore far too polite) and because they were around 12 years old  (ok 21, same difference) and I would feel like a bully.

Most people who network, groan inwardly (oh for f**** sake) when a ‘life coach’ approaches them. Unless that person is superbly-successful in their life , if not, why they hell should you listen to them??  Really.

Recently I had a painfully shy 22 year old tell me that she was almost done with a life coach course and would I like to hire her.  I didnt know whether to feel insulted or sorry for her. I didnt ask her how much it cost, the shock and horror on my face would have dashed her dreams, I am sure;  and dashing anyone’s dreams is not what I am about.

However…… how a 22 year old who could hardly speak, who has never left the UK,  who has never done much actually… could coach anyone is a mystery.

I could be a life coach, gawd knows Ive had many lives, enough for 10 people  :)  But I would be embarassed marketing myself as that unless I could produce outstanding results for people.

I have a friend who runs a v. successful networking ‘thingamgig’ and bans…  in his words  ‘bloody life coaches, business coaches or any other type of coach unless you can sit in it or it helps you exceed in sports’    hehe, I have to agree.

We do have to blame Mr Anthony Robbins for coining the term ‘coach’  in terms of lifestyle and for the uptake of wannabes wanting to emulate him, of course.  However, having met him,  he says he is a ‘coach’  not a motivator but I think he is.  Totally. Nothing wrong with that.

Actually I’ve just had one of my brilliant ideas. I will set up a life coach website.

To become a life coach you will have:

1. Brought up at least 1 child

2. Be over the age of 60

3. Have travelled the world 3 times over, one of those years backpacking (never too late :)

4. Have built up and failed in at least 3 businesses  but succeeded in at least one

5. Be emotionally mature and able to articulate your feelings to anyone

6. Have a life education that transcends the norm

7. Have dealt with death

Oh yeah, just realised, these life coaches ….they used to be called Grandparents.

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November/December

Dahlinks,  just a gentle reminder to let you know that Christmas will soon be upon us. What?, you didnt know?   Oh dear.

Well then, I am away from 23rd December (but back on the 28th) and the diary of which I spoke about only just recently is getting rather full for the rest of this month and next (lucky me). I am getting invited to lots of Christmas parties and lunches  (hurray!) so…..

Please contact me soonest if you would like to have some pre-festive cheer with moi, you know I would absolutely love to see you (and I wont make any jokes about pulling a cracker or stockings, I promise :)

I will however have a sprig or two of that mistletoe malarky hanging around, its lucky you know…

And no thats not me, but it could be ;) x

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Half Full or Half Empty?

“A pessimist is one who makes difficulties of his opportunities; an optimist is one who makes opportunities of his difficulties.”

(World War I Soldier, Reginald B. Mansell)

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I Should, Shouldn’t I?

Confession.

I have never, ever been with another woman, in the sexual sense.

I went to an all-girls school where we practised kissing on each other – but that doesnt count does it?  But it may explain why I am such a good kisser now ;)

I have never fancied another women, ever.  But I can look at a beautiful woman and think,   ‘Yes, I can see why…. and if I was a man I would definitely….’

You see,  I have always had this fantasy, you know about being with another gal. You know….

The problem is, it’s like losing your virginity all over again;  and also, will she be clean? (we can make sure the boys are clean and covered  -easy), but will she be totally crazy about sexual health like me.   Hmm, thats the problem I think, for me.

It is definitely on my bucket list.   If you have any suggestions, please do get in touch ;) xx

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The 11th hour on the 11th Day….

I sadly wont be here on Remembrance Sunday but we don’t ever forget them, do we ?

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Ha

One morning a woman was walking out of her front door, when she notices a strange little man at the bottom of her garden.

“You’re a goblin,” she says, “I caught you and you owe me three wishes!”.

So the goblin replies “OK, you caught me fair and square, what’s your first wish?”.

The woman stops and thinks for a second, “I want a huge mansion to live in.”, goblins replies “OK, you’ve got it.”.

Woman again thinks it over, “My second wish is a Mercedes.” “OK, you’ve got that too”

“My last wish is a million dollars!”. The goblin then says “OK, you’ve got it.

But to make your wishes come true you have to have sex all night with me.”

“OK then, if that’s what it takes…”

Next morning the little man wakes the woman up.

“Tell me,” says the man, “how old are you?”

“I’m 27″, she replies

“Fuck me”, says the man, “27 and you still believe in goblins”

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How not to….

You will find this at some stage on all Escort ladies’ blogs there will be the post ….

‘How NOT to contact an Escort’

Basically its the lady saying, ‘I’ll tell you what really pisses me off, so you won’t do that again will you?’

So here I am (again), giving out tips on not what to do. I am only going to mention two things actually …. and they are…

PLEASE DO NOT TYPE IN CAPITAL LETTERS AND EXCLAMATION MARKS IN YOUR INTRODUCTION EMAIL!!!!!

See how that screams at you?  How annoying that is?  Its actually like someone shouting at you (ouch my ears hurt), really.   Its like a lunatic typing at you.  I will delete and block.

Curt messages dont go down too well either. It may be just me but if someone sends me this kind of missive….

‘Hey, I am in London (date), probably around xxxx, want to see you then’….

Unless I know the fella , I don’t think  I am going to see him, actually, I am definitely not going to see him. Its like him going into a pub and saying  ‘Do you want a ****?’ to the first woman he sees.

You see we judge you by your first contact and we extract from that what kind of person you are and what kind of experience you are looking for. I will assume that this guy is arrogant, rude and unfriendly. That does not bode well for a sensual, intimate encounter, does it?

Now, I am more than aware that there are ‘clients’  out there who have a certain ‘regard’ or rather ‘disregard’ for us lovely ladies – not by experience, I hasten to add;  more from, in the past, reading revolting posts from these anonymous grubby creatures on forums.

So, if that type of gentleman wants a curt , dismissive experience then a walk-up in Soho is probably the place.  That’s not me saying there is anything wrong with a walk-up in Soho, its just not my way of doing things and I would assume that anyone viewing my website would understand that . But alas, no; big sigh.

On a happier note, it will soon be Christmas!!!

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New Diaries

Am I the only person in the world who gets incredibly excited about buying a new diary? I think I am.

Bear with me though.

It signifies a shiny, sparkly new year, fresh pages; new wonderful things to do, look forward to and share. What joy!

I have my new diary, yipeeee! It sits here next to me, next to my 2011 one, which to be honest is a bit bloated and past its prime. My new one will look like that next year, but for now it’s pristine and taut and looks rather smug sat next to my old one.

Ahh but the old one has exciting tales to tell, it is ripe and mature and wordly-wise now, it is full of the wonderful things I have done this year, it is irreplaceable.

Oh, I am not referring to an intimate diary, you know, those tell-all things, I dont have one of those. An engagement diary is the one I am talking about.

My life has evolved in such a way that I have to start planning things months and months in advance, you probably do the same.  Certain things I must do, plan for, book etc etc.  So my new virginal diary is no longer untouched, but more of a keen and willing participant at this moment in time.

Some very fun and exciting times ahead, I am sure ;) x

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London Loves Me…

…so much that  I have had a road dedicated to me.

Ego? Moi?  :) x

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The Meaning of Life

No not some Monty Python sketch but more of a acknowledgement to that little girl in China who got run over in the street not once but twice like a rag doll and 18 people walked past her. It just doesnt bear thinking about.

Im not going to put a link on here and I was not going to watch it myself as its just too hideous to think about. But I did and I wish I hadnt.

Bless her little heart. Please don’t let that happen again.

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