Friday 14^th August

“Oh Bondage! Up Yours!” is not about kinky sex bondage, Dear Diary, it’s about refusing to be bound by society’s narrow view of women.

Barry ran out of condoms so we used the ones I found in Dad’s jacket pocket last year. I’m sort of glad they are getting some use and I sort of feel weird to be using my deceased Dad’s prophylactics. I love the word “prophylactic”. It’s so much more elegant than condom, which is a horrible word.