Boxing champion Amir Khan reportedly had a night of passion with French make-up artist Eglantine-Flore Aguilar in a top London hotel, and then asked her to sign a gagging clause.
Amir and Faryal on the red carpet
The married boxer paid to fly Eglantine to London from Paris just before he attended the Sport relief
Charity event in March, despite his wife, Faryal Makhdoom being pregnant and expecting their baby in May.
Eglantine, 21 said: âI have told the real truth but Amir is nothing but a hypocrite. He is a role model to millions and claims to be a doting family man, but he is nothing better than a sleaze-ball and he canât even be honest.
âWe met via Instagram in February and Amir was very flattering, he showered me with compliments. When we switched to using Whatsapp he asked me to send him some pictures, which I did, and he asked if he could fly me over to see him in London.
âWe arranged to meet at the ME London hotel on The Strand but I got there before him and waited in the bar. When he did arrive he had his mates with him and we went to eat before returning to the hotel where I waited for him again, this time in his suite.â
While waiting for Amir, Eglantine took pictures of items scattered around the room, to prove she had been there. After ten minutes he arrived and joined her on the bed.
Eglantine-Flore Aguilar
Eglantine said: âWithin seconds we had undressed. The session lasted about 20 minutes and he was very loving. He treated me like a princess and I thought we would see each other again.â
The next morning Amir left the hotel for radio interviews and TV filming for Sport Relief at the BBC. It was on his way back to the hotel, where Eglantine was waiting, that he sent her a message saying she âmight need to sign an agreementâ.
âHe said it was about us and stated that we did not get up to anything. I asked him why he had arranged this he messaged back saying âSome gals say and do silly thingsâ.
âI agreed to sign it but didnât use my real name, he was really paranoid and I didnât even get chance to read it. When I asked for a copy he said no but seemed happy I had signed it.â
Eglantine says that Khan has messaged her since, saying he would like to fly her to America to meet up again, as he prepares to fight Luis Collazo in May: â Amir is a sweet guy but he purports to be a loving, religious family man and that makes him a hypocrite. Iâm speaking out to let everyone know what he is really like. He might try and rubbish what Iâm saying but we both know it is the truth.
âHis wife and fans must face facts and know what goes on in the real world. Heâs a total fraud.â
While this is not the first time allegations have been made against Amir, Eglantine has also had her share of scandal in the past year.
Previously linked to premier league footballers Ashley Cole, Saido Beratino and several other âunnamedâ players, Eglantine has a degree in literature and describes herself as a make up artist.
Last night Faryal, 22, who married Khan in New York last June took to Twitter calling Eglantine a âdesperate bitchâ.
She wrote: âMy husband and I know the real truth and that is all that matters.â
Khan, who describes himself as a family man and devout Muslim, has previously said: âI am where I am through the guidance of Allah and love of my family.â
POLICE are carrying out extra patrols around Sale West after the trademarks of potentially lethal nitrous oxide â or âlaughing gasâ – abuse were spotted this week.
Tiny capsules used in whipped cream dispensers were found behind both the library and shops on Coppice Avenue, with several also scattered on residential streets nearby.
Substance abusers pierce the top of the capsules, releasing the nitrous oxide, and then inhaling the
Canisters scattered in several ‘hotspots’
gas.
This causes a head-rush as the body is starved of oxygen, leaving the user feeling dizzy and slurring their speech. However, more sinister, long-term effects include headaches, vomiting, nerve damage, paralysis and even death.
Adults can buy the capsules, freely available on the Internet, but it is illegal to sell or supply them to anyone under 18.
A mum who lives on Epsom Avenue said: âMy children were playing out yesterday and the youngest came in with one of the used canisters in his hand.
âTheyâre everywhere, we saw at least twenty on the way to school and I had no idea what they were until I saw it on our community group, SaleWestVoice.
âNow I do know, Iâm really worried, what if he had put it in his mouth?â
Used canister on Coppice Avenue
Safer Communities Officer, Dave Pilling said: âThis is a growing problem across Trafford and we have strategies in place to try and eradicate it. I will be going into local schools to talk to children and staff about the dangers related to Nitrous Oxide and we welcome any information from the public about misuse in the area.â
Police Constable Rebecca Fox, part of Trafford South Neighbourhood Policing Team, said: âWe have been alerted to this issue and would like to reassure residents that any kind of anti-social behavior continues to be a priority.
âWe have increased police patrols in the area to offer reassurance to the community and I would ask anyone who may have any concerns to speak to their local officer.â
For advice and support relating to the misuse of nitrous oxide please visit the FRANK website.
JUST outside Manchester city centre, not far from the hustle and bustle of shoppers and office workers, there is a landmark that is known by many, recognized by others and and feared by some.
StrangewaysÂ
Today, Her Majestyâs Prison Manchester, previously known as Strangeways, is an intimidating, somewhat overbearing construction overlooking the busy trading area of Cheetham Hill Road where warehouses can be found down every side street.
As a category A prison, HMP Manchester houses more than 1,000 of the countryâs most dangerous and depraved individuals, some of whom are guilty of murder, rape and supply of Class A drugs.
Opened in 1868, at a cost of ÂŁ170,000, Strangeways was originally designed in an overtly
Alfred WaterhouseÂ
gothic way, as chosen by the winner of a competition at the time for the best design â a man called Alfred Waterhouse.
Manchester had been named as an assize town since 1864, meaning that the city could try serious cases and had the right to execute anyone convicted of murder.
These, public executions, were held outside the walls of New Bailey Gaol, but, having been built in the eighteenth century, it had fallen into disrepair and needed rebuilding.
In 1863, five years before public executions were abolished, a group of Lancashire magistracy met in the Mayorâs parlour at Manchester Town Hall and called for a new county gaol, where executions would be held in private. They proposed that hangings should take place within the walls of the gaol, and that the only witnesses should be the High Sheriff, the governor, a special jury and representatives from the press.
These suggestions met with government approval and bear many similarities to the procedures that were eventually adopted, once private executions were introduced, and permission was given for the new gaol to be built. Some of the original stones from New Bailey were used in the construction of the new one too.
Strangeways, built on Southall Street, was effectively two gaols in one, holding 800 men and the same number of women, with steps in place to ensure that they never came into contact with each other. Notably this included a screen that was pulled across splitting the chapel in half so that even during prayer there would be no opportunity to meet with the opposite sex.
Panoptic design of Manchester Prison
Built using the Panoptic principle, Strangeways can be best seen from above where the breathtaking view of all six wings radiating like spokes on a bicycle from the all-seeing central viewpoint can be found.
This was in the days before the all-seeing eye we know as CCTV came into being, the prison officers of old relied heavily on the circular design, patrolling the central area regularly in a bid to deter escapees.
Each wing has four floors split into blocks, with over thirty cells on each, as well as a shower block, recreation area and laundry room for the inmates to use. The cells were originally made for single prisoners but, in more recent years, they have been adapted to house two inmates, often causing overcrowding and other related problems.
Each cell measures just 13-foot in length, 7-foot wide and 9-foot high â when the prison was first opened they were equipped with a simple wooden bed that could be used as a table during the day. These days while the size hasnât changed the bed has, to be replaced with a metal bunk bed and a separate table and chair, although it is somewhat cramped, especially for two grown men.
Originally some of the cells were fitted out as workshops, so inmates could fill their time weaving matting and making shoes. There was also a treadmill that could be used by eighty men at one time, this was for prisoners sentenced to hard labour; it pumped all of the water used within the gaol from a deep well.
The tall, minaret-like shaft within Strangeways is a prominent feature of the Manchester skyline and
Strangeways Tower
originally it operated as both a smoke stack and a ventilation shaft. It hasnât been in use for years but is still a major feature of the prison nonetheless.
The basement was reserved for the ârefractory cellsâ; it was to these that the governor sent prisoners who would not work or who broke prison rules. It was also where the condemned cell was located.
Formed by two ordinary cells being opened up into one large cell, in the basement of B wing, the condemned cell is still there today â although the original use has long since been abandoned.
There were two metal doors, one leading to a long corridor, the other to the visiting area. It was there that family and friends met with the condemned prisoner, although they were allowed no physical contact and were separated by thick iron bars.
To reach their place of execution, the condemned prisoner was led out of the door and across the corridor, before passing through double doors, which opened into the execution shed.
The shed was 15 feet square and housed the scaffolding, which was folded away until needed. A pair of doors were opened that in turn opened up the structure, which was then ready for immediate use.
No doubt it was of little comfort to the person about to be hanged that this contraption meant the expense and inconvenience of having to erect a scaffold outside of the gaol each time there was an execution were avoided.
The first person to be hanged at Strangeways was a 19-year-old man called Michael Johnson, who, after stabbing a man in the leg during a pub brawl was condemned to death in 1869 while the last and one hundredth to meet their end on its gallows was a woman, Gwynne Owen Evans, in 1964.
Hanging shedÂ
Strangeways has witnessed many changes since this time, not least the outlawing of executions, however, one of the biggest structural changes took place after the riot of 1990.
Labeled the worst prison riot this country has witnessed, severe damage
Fire damage in B WingÂ
was caused to the building during a twenty-five day period that saw prisoners climb onto the rooftop and set fire to their cells in a protest against conditions within the jail.
Many of the inmates began to feel as if their rights were being ignored. Some were confined to their cell for up to 22 hours a day, with only limited time given for exercise and bathing.
On the roof during the riotÂ
There were a series of small protests before the riot, which began when, during a sermon at the prison chapel, over 300 inmates rebelled against the guards with the conflict quickly spreading through the prison.
When it was brought to an end, and the last of the prisoners had surrendered, extensive renovations were necessary before it could re-open. When it did accept new inmates, the government gave it the new official title of HM Prison Manchester.
In abandoning the old name, it was hoped that the prisonâs image would be improved. To many Mancunians however, it will always be known as Strangeways, or âThe âWaysâ, as *Jimmy puts it.
Spending eight weeks in the prison earlier this year, while on remand for shoplifting, *Jimmy explains how little has really changed for prisoners on the inside, despite the external makeover.
He arrived at Strangeways after his appearance in court and was placed on the induction wing before being designated a cell on G Wing.
âThe walls closed in around me. I couldnât breathe. Sitting in the corner   of the bland yet sour-smelling box that was my new home I felt physically  sick.â
He goes on to describe the feeling of isolation as he spent time in his cell, what he calls âthe boxâ.
“The cell was like a box”
âThe first thing to hit you as you enter the âWays is the stench. The rancid mixture of sweat and damp clothes, despair and sadness. Emotions have a smell of their own too; you just donât notice it on the outside.
Next is the noise. Not usual, everyday sounds â these are sinister and get louder at night; the screws walking on the landing, keys jangling from their waists, the sound of metal slamming shut and the creak of a lock being opened. These are the noises that make Stangeways, the ones I still hear at night, even though Iâm in my own bed far away.â
Although the condemned cell of old is no longer used, the basement is â as a segregation unit for prisoners who refuse to follow the rules. Jimmy spent a week here after getting into a fight with a fellow inmate. The walk from his cell down to the unit is one he will never forget, and one that he says brought him close to those that had been before him:
âI knew we were headed down to the segregation cells when the screws came to get me but I really wasnât prepared for what it is really like down there.
âAs we walked down the stairs I could feel the air get colder, thatâs when it hit me we were actually underground. The feeling of isolation was crushing, it felt like with every step I was becoming more invisible, what if they forgot about me and just left me here â who would care, who would look for me?
“What if they forgot about me?”Â
âThe cells down there are freezing, and quiet. The only discernable noise I heard was the occasional sound of a radio somewhere close by. Not clear enough to make out a tune, just enough to make me feel that there was other humans out there, that I hadnât been left to rot underground after all.â
He describes his time in the segregation unit as the lowest in his life, where the feeling of being invisible and disposable was never far away, he said:
âI think it is because you are underground, and the fact that people have been there before you but never left. The gallows and hanging tackle may be long gone but we know it was there and what happened â loads of poor blokes went down those same stairs as me but, instead of coming out the other side, they were killed, in a shed like one you would keep cows in. That is the real crime in my eyes, the stuff that isnât talked about anymore.â
âFor me the problem with Strangeways is, and always has been, the mentality of the people running in, the oneâs in charge. Until that changes, and until they see prisoners as people, not cattle, they are never far away from another situation like the one in the ninetiesâ. Doesnât matter how nice they make the outside look when the inside is rotten to the very core, kind of like trying to polish a turd if you ask me.â
While the name may be up for debate, one thing that is certain in regards to HMP Manchester, or Strangeways, is that it will continue to be one of Manchesterâs most infamous landmarks for many years to come. Whether it is a much needed necessity or an outdated and inhumane relic of the past is a matter of opinion.
Here is a Youtube video called The Photograph which depicts some of the scenes during the riot and the reasons behind it…
Exhale Therapy is a luxurious spa in Manchester, offering a multitude of treatments from around the world, both holistic and aesthetic. Having heard great reviews, I thought I’d check it out for myself….
I booked in for a Hammam bath, hot stone massage, rescue facial and Shellac for my nails – after all there is no point in doing things by halves:)
Exhale Therapy is based in Didsbury, not far from the village and just around the corner from East Didsbury Metrolink station.
 Having taken my car, I was delighted to find they also have customer parking right outside which was a great bonus, it only took me about twenty minutes to get there from Sale too.
Reception at Exhale Therapy
The reception area is just gorgeous and really set the tone for my whole visit. Expanses of marble and eastern artwork along with the relaxing piped music made me instantly forget the hustle n bustle I had just left behind and really did transport me to somewhere calm and tranquil.
Greeted by Saira I was shown through to the Hammam area which looked inviting although I was a little nervous as I didn’t know what to expect. She made me feel very comfortable and explained everything to me, I was to change and sit in the steam room until she came to get me in about 10 minutes…
Steam room in the Hammam – Exhale Therapy
The changing room is spacious and clean, there are lockers for personal bits and both robe and slippers were provided for me so, after getting into my bikini, I headed to the steam room.
Wow….
The steam room is quite spacious, big enough for four people to share and is just the business. With temperatures reaching 104 degrees in billows of steam I felt like I was in a tropical rainforest and could literally see the toxins breaking free from my neglected skin..It was really relaxing, if a little hot and I enjoyed sitting still for a few minutes (something I don’t do very often, with or without steam). Just as I was beginning to think that I had maybe had enough the door opened and Saira asked me to step out for the next part of the Hammam experience, The scrub.
Hammam at Exhale Therapy
Lying on the marble bed in the middle of the Hammam I felt warm, relaxed and totally chilled out. I was then treated to the whole shebang – my whole body was scrubbed and polished until I felt like I was literally glowing, then rinsed down with warm water, pure decadence:)
When I had composed myself I got dressed and went to have a hot stone massage and facial with Rebecca the beauty therapist.
Hot stone massage – Exhale Therapy
Again, I had never had a hot stone massage but was keen to give it a whirl, I struggle with migraines and tension in my shoulders and was hopeful it would help.
Rebecca explained the whole process to me in detail and asked what kind of pressure I preferred etc. She was very thorough and really took on board what I said, quickly zoning in on the knots in my shoulders.
I had expressed a preference for a firm massage and that is exactly what I got. It was excellent. Rebecca is only tiny but boy is she strong. She really cracked my shoulders and the relief was instant – it still feels much better 3 days after my visit – well impressed.
When I had been sufficiently cracked, stretched and rubbed I turned over while Rebecca then did me a rescue facial.
As a smoker that is fast approaching the big 4.0. that likes to stay up late, my skin has been looking a little tired and in need of some serious TLC lately.
Treatment room at Exhale Therapy
The rescue facial consists of various gorgeous smelling products being massaged into your face then removed and somewhere down the line there was also a facial steamer directed at me. It was wonderful and has left me looking all peachy, even diminishing a few fine lines and I will definitely be back for more when they reappear đ
My spa day experience ended with Hayley the nail technician introducing me to the wonder known as Shellac đ
As a life-long nail-biter, one of my greatest achievements is stopping and finally growing decent set of nails. I have only had them for a few months and whilst they are quite long and sting, they are also full of ridges and old war wounds from my days of incessant picking and nibbling.
Hayley explained how Shellac works and how it would protect my nails while they are growing as well as not chipping at all – one of my major nail varnish irritations.
She helped me choose a colour ( I opted for the loud n proud ‘Hollywood Red’ ) and the results are amazing. The ridges are barely visible, it is amazingly neat and it looks sensational, she really is a very talented nail technician.
I left after three and a half hours of pure heaven and can’t wait to get back. My skin feels lovely and smooth, best it has felt in years. My shoulders feel much looser and I haven’t had a headache since Rebecca sorted me out. My face looks brighter and my nails are gorgeous, I can’t stop looking at them.
I can’t recommend Saira, Rebecca and Hayley enough, they are very knowledgable about the treatments they offer and couldn’t have made me feel any more comfortable and relaxed.
All images and the Youtube video used are done so with the kind permission of the one and only Manchester Promotions – find them on Twitter @McrPromotions
We are hoping to raise ÂŁ1500 in order to buy a specialist trike for Tyrese.
Tyrese will be 8-years-old at the end of the month and is a bright, outgoing and adventurous young man. He also has autism which was diagnosed when he was a toddler. Being very sociable, Tyrese has lots of friends at school and in the area where he lives. Like any other boy his age, he loves to play out and join in, he is really good at football, which is one of of his favourite games. Having autism means that Tyrese struggles with balance and finds it really difficult to ride a standard bike, like the ones his friends have. The school Tyrese attends has a few specialist trikes and he loves nothing more than to zip around the playground having a great time. We would like to purchase one of these trikes for Tyrese, so that he can enjoy the freedom and inclusion it gives him after school hours too – weekends and holidays would be ideal. Living with his mum and two brothers in Lancashire, they have been quoted ÂŁ1500 for a customised trike for Tyrese. This includes delivery and the trike would be adaptable for Ty as he grows but it is too much for mum to raise on her own…this is where you come in:) Please could you donate to #TrikeforTyrese using the Paypal link below… It only takes a minute, every penny counts and all the money donated will go to Tyrese’s Trust, an account set up to hold the funds until we reach the target and can order the trike. If you could share this post with friends and family it would be much appreciated, let’s get Tyrese the wheels that will make all the difference;) #TrikeForTyrese
We have set up a Facebook page where we are sharing fundraising ideas and generally brainstorming, please pop over and give us a ‘like’ here…. Trike for Tyrese on Facebook:)
There is also a JustGiving project page dedicated to getting a #TrikeForTyrese – Here is the link to donate now:)
SALEWESTVOICE are pleased to support Trafford Council during Loan Shark week of action.
Teaming up with Greater Manchester Police, the National Illegal Money Lending Team, SWAP, businesses and Sale West residents the aim is to tackle the impact of illegal Loan Shark operations in the area.
Nationally over 300,000 households are in debt to a Loan Shark.
The week of action is following on from the success of a similar campaign in 2012, which saw local residents embark on a Loan Shark awareness work-shop, learning skills and tips that were then shared with the wider community.
Throughout the week SaleWestVoice (@swvm33) will be tweeting daily updates and statistics, as well as contact details of where to find help and advice on dealing with a Loan Shark.
Loan Shark Week of Action will run from  Monday 3rd March through to Friday 7th, here’s a guide to what’s on….
Monday 3rd: The official launch is at 10am, at the Sunshine Cafe in Sale West Community Centre. The local press will be there, along with other partners from the Loan Shark week of action team.
Tuesday 4th: The morning will see Sid the Shark visiting Firs Primary School for morning assembly. In the afternoon Sid will swim over to Woodheys Primary School before relaxing for the evening:) The children at both schools will be encouraged to take part in a poster competition, with a prize for the winner:)
Tuesday 4th – Evening: Between 5pm and 7pm there will be a Loan Shark Stand at the Nisa Store on Manor avenue, where partners will be on-hand to offer advice.
Wednesday 5th: The Loan Shark Stand, along with partners offering advice, will be situated at the Tesco Store/Petrol Station on Manor Road between 5pm and 7pm.
Thursday 6th: In the afternoon, between 1pm and 3pm, the Loan Shark Stand will be at Firsway Health Centre before moving to the Co-Op on Ashton Village between 5pm and 7pm.
Friday 7th: Loan Shark week of action will end with the Loan Shark Stand and partners spending the afternoon, between 2pm and 4pm, at Bodmin Road Health Centre.
There will be a questionnaire circulated throughout Sale West during the week too, including information on the local Credit Union and how to access the service.
Inspector Laura Burgess from Trafford South Integrated Neighbourhood Policing Team said: “The activities of these individuals [loan sharks] can cause misery among communities. We are pleased to be working with partner agencies to tackle this problem. I urge Sale West residents to contact the telephone number which will be displayed on banners and posters if the wish to discuss this issue.”
Nationally the Stop Loan Shark Project has secured over 300 prosecutions for illegal money lending and related activity, leading to 190 years’ worth of custodial sentences. They have written off just under ÂŁ42 million worth of illegal debt and helped over 23,000 victims.
Head of the National Illegal Money Lending Team Tony Quigley said: “Illegal money lenders are a scourge on our communities. These criminals are motivated by greed and have been known to use the worst kind of bully tactics to force people to pay back over the odds. We would urge anyone who is the victim of an illegal lender to call us in confidence on 0300 555 2222. Calls are answered 24/7 by a trained investigator.”
Here is a short video where the victim of a Loan Shark talks about her experience….
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I’ll sign off with a couple of facts about loan sharks, and the various places you can contact for help and advice. Don’t suffer in silence and please don’t struggle alone….
The highest interest charged by a loan shark was calculated at 131,000% APR…
Debts to a loan shark can not be legally enforced – once they’ve been caught you are under no legal obligate to repay.
There are several ways to report a loan shark, here’s a few…
Call the 24/7 confidential hotline number 0300 555 2222
Smart, funny and exceptionally witty, Nikki looks much younger than her 35 years. She dreamt of being a singer and enjoys writing poetry. Born in Brazil, she settled in Manchester as a young girl when her parents came in search of the promised âbetter lifeâ they had heard so much about.
She is also an escort and spends her evenings having sex with men for cash.
Far from the preconceived âvictimâ or âdown on her luckâ addict that springs to mind, Nikki is the epitome of class and sophistication. Long, lustrous hair swept back off her face and smooth, clear skin, she has a figure that makes women envious while bringing grown men to their knees. Itâs hard to ignore the lustful glances she’s attracting as we chat over a glass of wine in a busy Manchester bar.
With so much in the news recently about the rise of girls forced into prostitution, Nikki is eager to lift the lid on the other side of this often-misunderstood profession â where, for some, selling sex is a choice and not a necessity.
âI sell sex because the money is good, the hours are flexible and to be honest, Iâm really good at it. I made the choice to become an escort and Iâve never really looked back, finally I can support myself and have a pretty decent standard of living at the same time.â
Married for a number of years, Nikki says she was âhappy with her lotâ and looking forward to possibly having children one day, until her husband had an affair, eventually leaving her for a much younger woman he had allegedly met at work.
âIt knocked my confidence hard when he left because I never saw it coming. He just went to work one day and never came home.â
âI was enrolled on a book keeping course at college and wanted to become an accountant but, after he left, I just couldnât find work and things began to fall apart. Thatâs when I made the decision to do what I know best. Sex was never an issue when I was married, in fact the thought of being paid for my time felt rather empowering.â
Nikki says it was incredibly easy to get into escorting, after finding an advert in the local paper; she called an agency, spoke to the madam and was invited to the âofficeâ for an interview the same day.Â
âI was really nervous and didnât have a clue what to wear so I went for what was, in my opinion, sexy and appropriate – an incredibly short skirt and staggeringly high heels. Arriving by taxi at the discreet address on a leafy lane in Cheshire, I quickly realised that I had got it very wrong and Pretty Woman was not actually a fair representation of my new chosen career.â
The office turned out to be a smart apartment in Hale, one of many in a private, residential block. Here Nikki met *Sue, the lady in charge and was told the ârates and rulesâ.
âDonât dress like a hooker, donât do anything unprotected, do not try and undercut the other girls and never give out your personal phone number.â
Nikki certainly doesnât fit the stereotypical image you would imagine for a âhookerâ- dressed in a blouse, fitted jeans and designer jacket she would look more at home in a boardroom than on any street corner. As she says herself,
âMost of the time you would never know I was an escort. Remember I am a normal woman too. I sit next to you on the bus, I work out next to you at the gym and I pay for my milk next to you in the supermarket.â
This raises the issue of what other people think of her career; Nikki admits that she canât always be honest with those around her.
âI only have a handful of friends that know what I really do, my family and everyone else believes that I am a very successful accountant, they probably wouldnât believe it anyway.â
âIt can get awkward, one time my friend brought her books round to me in floods of tears, asking me to help her make sense of it all. I spent a whole morning ringing accountants, eventually paying ÂŁ200 to one willing to do the work quickly so I could say I had done it for her.â
Asked if there are any plus points of her job, Nikkiâs eyes sparkle as she describes a world far different from any most women could imagine.
âThe gifts are brilliant, I have regular clients who spoil me all the time, Iâve had perfume, clothes, jewelry and even a couple of exotic holidays over the years.â
âMost men I meet are like puppies, eager to please and looking for some attention â itâs easy to make them feel special and in return they treat me well. One of my favourite clients was an infamous gangster. He is in jail now and the media have portrayed him as this tough thug. This is not the man I knew. He booked me loads of times and was very charming, if a little flashy. One evening he called the agency, booked me for the whole night and we arrived at his farm house in the countryside by private helicopter to enjoy partying into the early hours.â
When I ask about the sex aspect of the deal Nikki shrugs it off as a very small, occasionally enjoyable part of her unusual job.
âSometimes the man is unattractive or not really my type but I just block it out, concentrate on my shopping list instead. Smelly ones are dealt with by offering to shower with them and to be honest, most of the guys are alright really.â
âIt turns me on to know that this man is paying me for my time, for my body â I have a high sex drive so it suits me just fine. Besides, what woman could honestly say that she wouldnât like to be wined and dined then showered with gifts? I know a few married women who have sex with their husband whenever they want a new dress, carpet or whatever. The only difference with me is that Iâm honest from the offset, they get exactly what they pay for and there is no hidden, ulterior motive.â
âI see men from all walks of life, most are married and all have their own reasons for coming to me. If I had a pound for every time I heard that classic âmy wife doesnât understand meâ I could retire. It makes me laugh, and a little sad really. I canât help wonder if it was my husband saying those same pathetic, empty words to another woman all those years ago, it seems that there are far more misunderstood guys out there than happily married ones.â
The cynicism lies heavy in the air and the conversation takes a darker turn as I ask about the other side of the coin, the bad punters, as she refers to them. Looking down towards her hands it feels like Nikki is almost reliving the experience as her voice drops and the light seems to all but disappear from her eyes.
She doesnât know much about him at all; he didnât make much conversation. One thing Nikki does know for sure is that she was totally unprepared for what happened that night.
âHe lived in a posh apartment in Chester, there was a doorman and I gave him my real name by mistake when I arrived. He was one of my first clients and I wasnât used to using my fake name yet.â
âThe instructions from the agency had made it clear that the door would be unlocked and I was to let myself in, naively I never really thought anything of it. When I arrived there was music playing really loud, the bass thumped through my body as I walked in and closed the door behind me.â
âThe bedroom was in front of me and, as I walked in, I could see an envelope next to the bed with my ânameâ on it. Â A small, thin Chinese man appeared behind me wearing a bathrobe. He spoke impeccable English as he told me to turn off the already dimmed lights.â
She pauses, seemingly playing the scene over again…
âIt all went wrong from there really. He was really rough, pulling my hair, grabbing me and almost folding me in half, with my legs in the air. It hurt my hips so bad I had to stop myself wincing with pain. Then he wanted to change positions but I just couldnât do it, I was in agony and feeling really scared by then. I told him I had to stop and he went ballistic, it was like he wanted to hurt me deliberately.â
I ask her why she didnât just leave.
âI donât know, I didnât know what to doâ she shrugs.
Leaving as soon as she could, Nikki broke down sobbing in the lift and called the agency to say she never wanted to see him again.
Since then he has been blacklisted from other agencies too, turns out she wasnât the first woman he had done this to.
So, is this Nikkiâs dream job?
âNo, but I can think of worse onesâ she says. âThe men I see are generally good guys, itâs only now and then you get a bad one and you just have to deal with it. What other job could pay me so well for so little â I say who, I say when and I say how much, that makes me in control, doesnât it?â
As Nikki finishes her drink and turns to leave I canât help wonder if it really is her or actually the next punter who is in control after all.
TRAFFORD Council, in conjunction with partners from the Safer Trafford Partnership, including the police and the Diverse Communities Board as well as other community and voluntary groups, are attempting to raise awareness and tackle hate crime and hate related incidents.
Hate crime or incidents are defined as incidents or crimes that are perceived by the victim or others as being motivated by prejudice and hate.
As part of raising awareness about hate crime, the council has launched a borough wide competition to schools, colleges and youth groups.
Entrants are invited to design a poster or produce a piece of writing that does one or more of the following:
Raise awareness and understanding of hate crime or hate incidents.
Promote tolerance and cohesion.
The categories are: tackling racism; homophobia; religious discrimination; disability discrimination and transgender discrimination.
The posters and articles will be displayed and prizes will be awarded for each winning school and entry.
For more information please contact: Aman Akram: Â akram@trafford.gov.uk or call on 0161 912 2602.
Alternatively you can also contact Annette Nelson. annette.nelson@trafford.gov.uk  or call on 0161 911 8678
CAN YOU help the Virgin train staff with their latest community fundraising project?
Virgin staff based at Manchester Piccadilly are a charitable group, each year they choose a worthwhile Manchester cause that needs a little help in order to achieve something amazing.
The staff on the unit offer much needed support to people who are affected by the death of a baby before, during or shortly after birth, and work closely with SANDS, the stillbirth and neonatal death charity.
They have two inter-connected rooms set aside for ladies who have to give birth to a baby that has already died, to give Mum and her closest relatives the privacy and attention they need at such a difficult time.
While one room is used for the actual delivery and has to remain a sterile, clinical environment, the other is for the initial couple of days following the birth, when constant medical assistance and support is often needed.
There is a double bed with homely bedding, an old TV and DVD player, hot drink making facilities and a limited selection of books and DVDs.
Staff have named it the Rainbow Room.
The room has become very tired over the years; the magnolia walls, complete with holes, could really do with some attention while some new bedding, cushions, throws and other items  would make a massive difference.
The Virgin Piccadilly team are eager to make this happen, as well as adding a new TV/DVD player, a new colour scheme with some matching pictures, a new table and shelving unit as well as a comfy chair for Dad or other close relative to relax while Mum rests.
The list is quite long and everything needs to be wipe clean to prevent any infection – there will be some considerable cost involved.
The Virgin team are volunteering their time to go to the unit and decorate it, installing any new items they can get their hands on and are in the process of typing up a ‘Wish List’ to take round local businesses to see what people can donate. As the items are collected they will be knocked off the list, the team are hoping to add a couple of additional, low cost items to the existing remembrance garden too.
THIS IS WHERE YOU COME IN…….
The Virgin team have already kicked off the collection by donating their own ‘Love to Shop‘Â vouchers, awarded for ‘going above and beyond’ while at work, and are using these to buy items for the room.
They are hoping for support with an advertising kick back – When the project is complete there will be a selection of advertisement options in the newsletter which is sent out locally, with details of every business that has donated time, money or goods:) They are also hoping to get the local media involved….
While I have still got your attention I would please ask you to bear with me and take a look at this request for ÂŁ200 for much needed text books, from one of the staff at the neonatal unit, Michelle:
“At our unit we run a full day study day which is on twice a month. Its a full day of study and role play of obstetric emergencies that we come into in our working day which enables us to deal with saving a womanâs and babies life by acting correctly and everyone knowing there role in the certain emergency. We need to purchase 30 books that will be used for the staff to read up on before their study session, then they will return for the next lot of staff to use at the next session. You would be invited to come in and watch a prompt session and see what we actually do in an emergency and how the books would benefit us greatly and what an investment they will be for future teaching.â
The books would be reused and help many people, not just the parents going through the trauma of complications, but also staff – helping them to be confident in dealing with this difficult situation.
The Virgin staff have scattered collection tins around Piccadilly Station and they are hoping to raise enough money to make a real difference.
Apologies for the length of this post – there is so much information to share about this great cause and I hope I haven’t overloaded your brain….
Some statistics:
Every day, 11 babies are stillborn and six newborn babies die â thatâs 6,500 baby deaths a year.
One in every 200 babies delivered in the UK is stillborn (that is, the baby has died during pregnancy or birth any time from 24 weeks of pregnancy onwards)
One-third of stillborn babies â thatâs around 1,200 babies every year â die after a full-term pregnancy (37 or more weeks).
All offers of fundraising advice, donations or suggestions would be much appreciated, contact details are below:)
Thanks.
*This blog is on behalf of a train driver I came across on Twitter – his name is John Young – @PendolinoDriver and he spends much of his time fundraising for community projects.
and, more recently John organised the pendocycle200 where he got a team of riders to leave Piccadilly with Virgins first train then they cycled 200 miles to make it to Euston in tome for Virgins last train back to manchester. This raised over ÂŁ16k
He had been approached for help by a friend who is part of the Virgin team and, not having a blog, he put a Tweet out for a hand. The rest, as they say, is history….