This afternoon.
Via Dear Prudence agony aunt in The Slate:
‘I want to see my beautiful husband’s face again. I want to kiss him on the lips romantically, like we used to, and not through a piece of fabric. (He does not change his mask very often and it is often smelly and soiled.) And I don’t want to feel judged by him for my own behavior, which I consider reasonable.’
Well.
Shouldn’t have married Nigel in the first place.
FIGHT!
My Husband Won’t Take His Mask Off—Even for Sex (The Slate)
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Yikes. Looks like a case of the “Covid Anxiety Syndrome”.
My friends 23 year old son has developed something similar. He’s washing his hands constantly and concerned about the virus – the poor kid.
I was in their house the other day and I saw the young fellah holding his hands up like a surgeon who’s just washed them while trying to open his bedroom door with his foot. :(
Same with my friend’s 10-year-old daughter. She’s preoccupied with germs, won’t hug them and is generally distressed. It’s sad to see especially as she was so happy-go-lucky before all this.
That’s terrible Lilly.
She’s so young. Too young to be worrying about this stuff. :(
My friends son was the same. Chilled out guy, just finished his degree and looking forward to starting work.
She should get herself a proper man so rather than a frightened numpty.
Should get herself a real man not an imaginary one that she made up.
Lovely to see you continue your “things that never happened” series with this nonsense .
I get the impression that most of these are agony Aunt letters are made up by the writer or written by people taking the p!ss and having a laugh.
But even so this does seem eerily plausible, most major media outlets have been pumping out fear propaganda for the past 18 months and I can see how impressionable people could buy into it.
Bodger, I wish you’d just TALK to me instead of writing to The Slate about our problems.
hahaha
Good one Nige!
Having encountered the demented rantings of people driven mad by the Covid Cult craziness, eh, somewhere, I find that story entirely credible. Along with the tsunami of Cancer, Heart Disease & Mental Illness created by lockdowns, there’s likely to be an avalanche of divorces upcoming.
“Bewildered, bewildered you have no complaint
You are what you are and you ain’t what you ain’t
So listen up buster and listen up good
Stop wishing for bad luck and knockin’ on wood”
The late and incredibly great John Prine.
https://youtu.be/LJVFY_LX9Ik
https://www.irishexaminer.com/lifestyle/people/arid-40299899.html
The best agony aunt… especially if you are from or have lived in Cork