The art of Muslim flirting

She’s definitely winking. Picture from a post about Muslim TV sex counseller Heba Kotb on a different blog. (Warning – Some of the comments are graphic. But you’ll be quite safe on Nadia’s blog.)

The art of Muslim flirting. Such a great title. Sounds better than – here’s a round up of interesting blog things. Which is what this really is.

But it begins with Muslims flirting. Nadia El-Awady reveals all here and gives some top tips. Don’t be creepy, but do try arm wrestling

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The unkindest cut at Christmas

Christmas can be a stressful time (courtesy of Carl D'Agostino - click on the pic)

Dear readers. This Christmas please give some thought to those poor misfortunates who will not be having a Happy Christmas this year.

(No I’m not talking about over worked mothers or abandoned dogs, just pay attention willya?)

Wrenched from their homes… Cut off from their roots… Forced to stand alone during the seasonal festivities – often in a corner.

They may find themselves taunted as people surround them with gifts – only to remove them all for distribution to others.

"Feed me elves. I poop presents." A sad case of a tree pushed beyond endurance.

They may find themselves bumped and barged – even trussed up with electric wire and deprived of rest by a 24/7 ordeal of flashing lights.

No point in looking to those around them for help – they’ll probably be surrounded by grinning pointing mobs, delighting in the “show”.

When that torture ends, more indignity, abandonment or confinement begins. They may find themselves dumped in skips, stuffed into attics or even…

Sorry, it’s shocking, but it has to be said… Or even dismembered and burned.

Ah, look at the poor wee thing... He's pining for his pine.

This year, dear reader, please remember – A Tree Is Not Just For Christmas, It’s For… oh for goodness sake.

Let’s just get an artificial one. Less mess and you don’t have to worry about their “forest friends” pressing their beaks and noses against the window looking in with sad faces.

But