Reading Belle de Jour's new book really annoyed me.

Not the book so much, it is nice and I enjoyed her ventures into a foreign land and can sympathise with the fact she gave up her former career as a call girl (although it must be tempting to slip into it again every so often).

However, whilst the type of behaviour also displayed by "the Boy" (what, only one?) led to a nuclear melt-down of my own relationship nearly three years ago, she- wait for it- never even mentions it to him, and, get this: LETS HIM MOVE IN WITH HER (!!!) whereupon the book stops on the brink of relationship bliss, or, alternatively (and much more likely in my opinion) total disaster.

And she is supposed to be a feminist?

Since when was it more feminist to be able to say: "let's play with my anal beads" than: "Excuse me, why are you still fucking your ex!?".

I think modern taboos really screw a lot of women up.

Whilst it is now acceptable for a woman to ask for his cock up her arse, shove her tongue into his ring piece and suggest getting involved in threesomes, it is completely unacceptable to suggest he may want to put his baby in her stomach, push a ring onto her finger and buy a three-bedroom house together.

Brave new fucked-up world!