Sex - it's everywhere you turn.
Walk down the street and you're assaulted by ad hoardings with naked couples in faux copulatory positions advertising perfume or yoghurt or washing machines!
Turn on the TV and you're hit with a visual barrage of teeny girl bands, writhing around in come-hither wear. Or a 'fly on the wall' about men who've 'fallen for' Dolly the sheep or Desiree the horse - or women with a predilection for standing on men's testicles in vertiginous stiletto heels - it's all a documentary too far!
I imagine my mother turns off the TV at nine, blessing herself, saying nine 'Hail Mary's', then uttering 'the world's gone to hell altogether'!. Because once you reach the watershed, it's no holds barred!
Pardon me for having 'sex fatigue', but I'm sure I'm not alone in not wanting sex thrust in my face wherever I look. If only female vocalists would pay more attention to the lyrics than to stroking their breasts or thighs or nether regions! The likes of Amy Winehouse and Katie Melua - great vocalists - can trade on talent without rubbing themselves in porn star provocation! Neither do they have to go 'commando' with a pelmet skirt and have their undercarriage splashed all over the world's press (Britney that is so not a good look!) to be appreciated.
You see girls, music channels, Chat, OK, Hello, lad mags like Nuts and all those documentaries about binge drinkers on wild nights out in Newcastle or Nuneaton has done nothing for our image. With so much flesh on show and easily available, you can't blame men for just seeing us as objects of quick-fix disposable sex; to be consumed and binned - just like a can of coke.
But I'm sure deep down, most of us would really rather have a bit more romance in our lives - the sort of smouldering slow burn stuff that goes on in movies like 'The Piano' or 'The English Patient'. So if we're going to claw back any respect from men in the face of all this availability, whether we're single, hitched or on the pull, let's hold out for good old fashioned courting, romantic gifts and making men wait! Let's be the equivalent of a good bottle of port - to be sipped and savoured slowly.