This post was triggered by a conversation with a friend on Facebook yesterday in which she admitted that: “The first time I ever realised I’d masturbated, I didn’t know what it was and thought I was going to die. I remember tearing through the pages of an Usborne book, frantically crying. And then I read that I’d given myself an ‘orgasm’ and the sobs just got louder until I realised I was actually going to live. “ Because that is the kind of conversations I have with friends on social media. Anyway it got me to thinking – I...Read More
There’s a tendency – even amongst the most well meaning of people – to infantilise those with learning disabilities, which often stems from a desire to care for them and to protect them from the potential cruelties of life. The problem with this apparent kindness is that it has the unfortunate effect of potentially reducing a person’s life to only those activities deemed ‘suitable’ or ‘safe’. Whilst no one would want to throw a person with intellectual difficulties out into the world without a support network, we need to remember that they are entitled to have as full and varied a...Read More
That ^^ pic is of me on my friend’s horse last weekend. We were having a lovely time, he’s an absolute sweetheart. Note the body protector and heavy duty hat that I’m wearing – I’ve ridden for more than 30 years and am fairly confident, so I don’t normally wear anything more than a standard velvet riding cap. But I went the extra yard this one time, cos the horse was new to me and you can never be too safe. And thank fuckety fuck that I did, because this is me a frighteningly short amount of time later: All I can remember is asking him for a canter coming round the corner, and he did that ridiculous ‘just trotting faster and faster’ thing that a lot of horses do when they’re in the mood for taking the piss. I asked him again and he went, but on the wrong leg (for those who don’t ride, this means that he was balanced wrongly and risked tipping over at the corner) so I tried to pull him back so I could ask him to do it again correctly. BAD MOVE, ME. My four legged chum decided that actually, the last thing he wanted was to do what I’d asked, and he did one of those horrible sheep jumps, with all feet going in different directions. I automatically kicked my feet out...Read More
*** Note – since writing this article I have done a huge amount of reading up on the history of sex toys – partly for my Historical Sex series for MetroUK – and am now all but convinced that doctor’s didn’t do this at all. Sorry about that. This article by historian Fern Riddell explains some of the reasons why it’s unlikely – and I agree with her. Fun as it sounds, I honestly can’t imagine a doctor getting a patient off in the surgery, especially not back in those more sexually restrictive days. And even the most cursory glance at the...Read More
Okay, so I am clearly very late to the party on this. What can I say – I mostly avoid glossy mags and I don’t watch the sort of television programmes that have overgroomed women shrieking at each other in weird hybrid accents. So when I picked up a copy of Grazia (everyone has their foibles and at least it’s not the Daily Mail so shut UP) and found an article about something called a ‘thighbrow’, I was AGOG. To give them credit, Grazia are clearly against such silliness and all power to them for that. But a quick google showed me that whilst I was living in blissful ignorance, in some parts of society the thighbrow really was becoming a Thing: WHAT EVEN IS THIS SHITTERY??? Okay, so those women do at least have something akin to ‘normal’ body shapes (even if ‘normal’ here means ‘daily training and in-house nutritionists), but how the FUCK is the crease in a bit of skin an actual Thing? The next thing will be ‘sexy elbows’, and we all know that elbows are made of chicken skin and sandpaper. Seriously, get over your fucking selves. Find something else to focus on – healthy living, say, or how to love your weird ankles. Yeah so I know we’re all up with the body positive stuff and this is just silliness and a bit of fun,...Read More
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