September 23, 2013 by jeliwobble
There’s a list of things, at the back of my head, things that I have done that I never thought that I might do in my life. Several of these include wild stuff like flying over the Angel Falls, scuba diving a boat wreck, seeing Niagara Falls up close and personal, and running from one side of the gallery to the other at the Royal Albert Hall just because I could.
Some of them, though, are more realistic and closer to home.
For example, one of the things it had never entered my head that I might do in my life is show a bunch of 12 year olds how to put a condom on a cucumber as part of a sex education lesson. That, in and of itself, is an education!
So, imagine my amazement at my own audacity when I found myself removing an unused mooncup from its little unbleached cotton baggie to demonstrate, in purely descriptive terms, its use to my somewhat open mouthed baby group last Friday.
When I say ‘amazement at my own audacity’, what I really mean is that the little voice in my head said, ‘*ahem*’
To which, I replied, ‘What?’
‘Um. Just what the actual effing heck are you doing?’
‘Well, what does it look like I’m doing?’
‘Er, it looks like you are flopping a mooncup about by its stalk while describing its use to an audience of people you would like to be able to look in the face again.’
‘*applause* That’s what I’m doing!’
‘Well, we were just talking about haemorrhoids, I thought it would be OK…it *will* be OK won’t it?’
‘Ah, bugger it.’
I think I may be a little too evangelical on the subject of mooncups…