Ok. Imagine that you were in your late thirties. And your 72 year old Catholic mother in law came up to stay for the weekend. And while you were waiting for your husband to get in from work and bring her home, she sat down with you, and instigated a little chat. About sex. Maybe asked what you did, and if there was any way she could help. Let her tell you about the sort of things she and your father in law used to do, perhaps (and remember, your father and father in law shared a first name... as does your husband!)...
Your husband comes home from dropping his mother back, to find you sitting frozen to the chair in the kitchen.
'What?' he says, when he sees your stricken face. 'What??'
And when you tell him, relate the details of your ordeal, it hits him hard. So hard, maybe, that he only tells his bandmates about it, and his brother hears it from one of them. Not him. Perhaps there are some things that should not be shared, should never be spoken of between brothers.
I wondered out loud why I never got the Talk, the zealous concern - and it was suggested, perhaps, that I was several years younger. That I hadn't failed to yet produce a second grandchild, despite recently mentioning my intent to start 'trying', and my first child already gone three.
You can hear the inner reasoning now... 'ah, sure they must be doing it wrong!'
God help us. God help us all.
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Well. She had to try, right?
Bless you, Jo. Oh just bless you.
Now, I must make it very clear that this horror did not happen to ME, thank god. I managed to dodge that bullet!
Aieeeeee!!!
And this is why isolated nuclear families and the breakdown of traditional close-knit communities is a GOOD THING.
Lol. You said it :)
The HORROR!!!
I'll never forget when my future mother-in-law told me (with a GREAT deal of discomfort) why my soon-to-be husband had not been circumcised. All I could do was stammer and say, "I'm so glad he wasn't! Thank-you!"
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