but I don’t like seeing ads about, erm, leaky lady gardens* on TV.
You know the kind of ads I mean…for Canesten thrush treatments…Tena Lady incontinence pads…Always sanpro… Makes it seem as though we’re all sliding around leaving slimy trails behind us, like snails do.
If you buy a women’s magazine, these ads sit there quite happily. Buy a women’s magazine, and you know what you’re going to get. Ads aimed at women. Anyone else who looks at them gets an insight into a woman’s world.
I suppose there should be no secret about these things. But I do feel faintly embarrassed when I see these ads in amidst TV shows that are also watched by men and children.
What if the local priest came round for tea? Your granddad? An enquiring 10-year-old?
Turn the TV off when you get visitors. It’s the only answer.
* This expression was inspired by singer KT Tunstall who said she’d blow-dry hers (Al Murray’s Happy Hour last week).