More sex, please

My experiment didn’t start well. ‘What’s this?’ my husband guffawed, as he snatched the packet from my hand. ‘It’s, um, they’re, um, well, you see… sex cards.’ Of course, the children came running in, demanding to know what was so funny.

I’d bought the cards, which contain prompts to help start conversations around sex, in an attempt to rekindle our waning physical intimacy. But, as my eight-year-old read the word ‘erotic’ before having the card snatched from her hand, the whole family dissolved into hysterics.

Shake up the love nest

That episode epitomises my situation. I’m very happy with the lovely man I met 20 years ago at university. He’s the sort of person who people describe as ‘solid’ and ‘one of a kind’. He does all the cooking and shopping, he cleans, he’s an amazing father, he makes me laugh uproariously and he’s the cleverest person I know. He’s