I probably say this every time I post a review, but reviews matter, and anyone who says otherwise isn’t telling the truth. When movie people claim not care or even read their latest reviews I usually splurt my English Breakfast tea all over The Times. They do read them, no doubt about it. And so do I. So it was rather nice to get up today to a very nice update to an exisiting review from Persian Kitty in my inbox.

Persian Kitty goes way back, I’m pretty sure it was one of the very first sites I ever visited for porn about a hundred years ago.

I’ll let you read it for yourself  so will try not to cherry pick too many highlights, but I liked this one:-

“For those that don’t know Simon he’s an Englishman who loves beautiful women and high quality porn. He doesn’t pretend that the content he serves up to members is art, making it very clear he’s interested first and foremost in the porn, though after looking over some of the sample pictures and movie clips on the tour you might want to argue with him about that – - it’s definitely porn, but in my opinion it has all the hallmarks of high brow art as well.”

Makes me feel all English and artistic, kind of like a Sherlock Holmes of porn! An artist indeed; whatever next?