I have had my share of mime recently in Marbella. I yearned for my all time favorite tapas of liver but did not have my spanish-finnish dictionary with me in this bar. I carefully formed a liver shaped lump with my hands in the air and “placed” it in my belly. You should have seen the waitresses sour face slowly turn from disbelief into hilarious laughter when she finally made sense of my performance.

Needless to say, I got my liver tapas and it was goooood!

This truly horrifying (NB: for most men reading the thought of women with constipation and how they handle periods is enough to make us, well for want of a better phrase…. Leg it!) but very humorous post made me Google what a Mooncup is.

That was even more horrific.

Just look at some of these comments!
http://www.mooncup.co.uk/menstrual_cup_soapbox.html

Penelope manages to talk about Sewerage, Kitty says mooncups should look prettier and have sparkles (yes SPARKLES!) attached and when in horrified fascination I got down to Jacqueline she started talking about how the Mooncup can handle large volumes and also mentions Vaginal moisture!

I quote “The leaflet says that the cup holds an ounce, which is roughly a third of the average total, yet my was full a good twelve times!! So, credit due to a great system – no going back for me! I am also amazed about the difference in terms of vaginal moisture”

This was the point I legged it and started thinking about less scary things like quantum mathematics, world war three and the price of an onion in Mozambique. In fact anything to erase the disturbing images.

Shocked but chuckling.