Post by Chris McMillan Post by Vicky
On Sat, 18 Feb 2017 16:52:47 GMT, Chris McMillan
Post by Chris McMillan Post by krw Post by steveski
Post by Chris McMillan
Get a Virgin from Reading
A virgin in Reading? Nah.
The lions are said to roar in Forbury Gardens when a virgin walks past.
I have never heard them.
Not heard that one before - although its not one my uncles, aunts, dad or
grandparents would have repeated, I haven't seen it in print either.
I wonder why mentioning the word virgin would be not done? Is it
because it brings in the idea of how to not be one?
My family have a very strong sense of polite - and that in the 1960s would
not be polite for a little girl's ears.
I first heard the word 'virgin' at primary school, almost certainly as
in 'the virgin Mary'. When I got home and asked my mum what it meant
she told me that a virgin was a woman who could not have a baby. Later
(I think it was later) I heard the word 'bust' (as in bosom, not as in
broken). She told me it meant 'tummy'. She seemed to be embarrassed on
both occasions, so, thought I, we don't talk about such things. (This,
too, was in the 60s.)
Time passed and there was a question asked on Any Questions? about
whether sex education should be a matter for schools or parents. A
panellist was firmly in favour of parents doing the job and not schools.
My mother voiced her approval. That's all very well, thought I (I sad
nothing), but what if the parents aren't at ease talking about such
things? For the child will surely get the hint and go elsewhere for info.
Anyway, a considerable amount of my sex education was got from the
advice columns of women's magazines, and I recall my amusement at a
question - is it ok for a woman to shave off her public hair? The
columnist replied that nature had put that hair there for a reason, and
it should not be shaved off! What amused me was not so much the
question or even the answer, but rather the columnist's photo at the top
of the page: Dr So-and-so was a clean shaven bloke!
Do, as a concession to my poor wits, Lord Darlington, just explain
to me what you really mean.
I think I had better not, Duchess. Nowadays to be intelligible is
to be found out. -- Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan