When I was a schoolboy and was given my own room, I established the Republic of Rumia with myself as sole inhabitant and Supreme Dictator General For Life. Rumia was where my imagination was fertilised, where my toy animals became a reserve forest, where my cars had a highway built for them, and where I was king, rebel, police, pirate...anything I wanted to be. Rumia disappeared when we moved away to a smaller house. It is for me the natural name for my blog.
I have 72" legs, a 36" bust, a 24" waist, blond hair, a nose that could change history (though not as long), and a face that could launch a thousand navies. I know all of the arts of seduction. And yes, an IQ of 150. The last is the only thing Lloyds will not insure.