I have now corrected the typo 'missages' in the last paragraph of my last post. I think the unfamiliar experience of writing about women's bodies had a deleterious effect on my spelling.
Yesterday someone posted an anonymous comment saying they loved me to bits for a beautiful post. I couldn't find which old post they put it on. I checked the few that I was vain enough to think that someone might consider beautiful but without success. When Blogger emails you comments it doesn't tell you which post they're on. Anyway, thank you to that person. I'm glad you liked whatever it was.
I hate Ricky Gervais even more now for getting me on to these topics. I'm getting too old for heated debates. I've had it up to here with teenagers, vaginas, cocks and consent laws. It's beginning to make me quite nauseous.
Tomorrow I might write about my garden with some pretty pictures.
Oh God, Alan Titchmarsh is always on about the sexiness of gardening.
You see - sex is everywhere.
Except when you fancy a bit.