According to an online survey, one in ten people have unsafe sex because they are too embarrassed to buy condoms. That’s awful but I sort of understand. Once, during my first sexual relationship, the boyfriend and I went into a chemist to pick up the necessary, but the old battleaxe behind the counter chased us out saying they didn’t stock “that filth”…

For years I was a little bit embarrassed about buying them myself, delegating it to whomever I was sleeping with, as a “man’s job” but on the occasions I did, I felt the need to buy all sorts of other things in the chemist, such as lipstick and hair pins, so that they wouldn’t think I’d stopped in just to get condoms. Silly I know…

Anyone have any similar tales?

Oh dear… If you’re a good practicing Catholic you won’t approve of this (or anything else on this blog for that matter), but some crafty joker has put the pope on a condom packet . You have to admit it’s kinda funny… Although this is not the face I’d like staring up at me during a delicate moment…