Posted on 10/04/2007 7:38:14 AM PDT by jacknhoo
Nursing a nagging headache and a sore throat, Gemma Pickwell queued at the pharmacy counter of her local Boots store on a chilly Saturday morning, her arms laden with cold remedies.
She felt her cheeks flush as she then sheepishly muttered to the pharmacist that she also needed the morning-after pill.
But Gemma's blushes were not simply prompted by the embarrassment of having to ask for such an emergency measure, or the fact that the night before she'd had drunken, unprotected sex with her boyfriend, but also because, shockingly, it was her 60th request for the drug in less than five years.
(Excerpt) Read more at dailymail.co.uk ...
I know what you mean. BUt this is the Daily Mail, and they print apparently uncoerced revelations every single day from people who have a jaw-droppingly low level of dignity and privacy. Mouse around a little at the site and you'll see what I mean.
It's odd. We used to think of the Brits as people who had a remarkable degree of reserve. (I did, anyhow.)
Now it seems as if the most demeaning confessions of weak-mindedness, base selfishness and makeshift midget-morality are passed off almost with a shrug: "I had the worst weekend: lost my left earring, chipped my fingernail, and aborted my boyfriend's baby while my husband thought I was taking a long lunch. Grocer was out of fresh pineapple, too. Cor."
Fair points.
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