L goes back to physio and actually gets a chap who is prepared to go 'hands on'. Very old school. Naturally he contradicted the previous physio but that’s the problem with physios, they all say different things.
L has admitted to sneaking a read of the Daily Mail again and refers me to the ’five sex sins all women are guilty of'. Only five?
These apparently are: - being squeamish, not willing to try new things, not knowing their own body, never initiating sex and getting embarrassed too easily. Then L proposes a Friday Night, so that’s number four dealt with, and she says that she’ll do more or less anything I suggest even if I want to pretend its Star Wars (which I don’t). It must be my birthday or something.
Perhaps we should have another go with the gym ball.
(Thursday 18th February)