Sex myths that are clearly bollocks if you've got 20 braincells

DO you like to repeat clearly dubious ‘facts’ about sex? Here are some you should apply a bit of critical thinking to.

Penis size is all-important

When subjected to scrutiny, this claim does not stand up. Many factors affect a man’s suitability as a partner or lover, and just having ginormous tackle like Long Dong Silver probably isn’t crucial. If it was, women would demand to see the organ in question while going for a meal.

Breast size is all-important

The truth is that men are very pragmatic. While large breasts are helpful to your career if you’re Lucy Pinder, most men stand no chance of going out with Lucy Pinder. Also many other female qualities are deeply attractive, like whether they can give you a lift to the pub.

Men think about sex every seven seconds

That’s one-seventh of a man’s waking hours thinking about sex. Men wouldn’t be able to hold down jobs. They’d keep crashing their cars because their brain was occupied with sex and not that sharp bend in the road. Neil Armstrong’s famous words would have been ‘Mmm, tits’.

Massage is an excellent form of foreplay

No. It’s boring. This oft-repeated idea is surely just a way for various sex therapists to pad out articles and books. If humans needed sensual massage to reproduce, our ancestors the monkeys would have invented overpriced oils and scented candles.

Men can’t find the clitoris

They can, it’s just there near the vagina. It’s not like finding Bigfoot or the lost city of Atlantis. You don’t need Google Maps. If a man can’t find the clitoris you should have serious concerns about his lack of spatial awareness. 

Sex is best in long-term relationships

The words ‘vested interest’ spring to mind here. If you’re in a long-term relationship and can’t shag around, of course you’re going to say this. Don’t admit that in your mind you’re fantasising about a wide range of sexual partners ranging from Debbie Harry to Chris Hemsworth to Darth Vader.

How many of these 90s Z-listers can you remember?

BACK in the 1990s you couldn’t turn on the TV without having to endure some truly naff minor celeb. Here are some you might, possibly, remember.

Jeremy Bates

The media had multiple orgasms when Bates became the first Brit to win a match at Wimbledon since the days when men played tennis in trousers. He wasn’t as good as Tim Henman, though.

Maureen from Driving School

In true 90s style, Welsh learner driver Maureen Rees achieved celebrity status for being a shit driver and repeatedly failing her test. With hindsight, she should never have been allowed anywhere near a car.

Neil and Christine Hamilton

When Neil famously lost his seat as a Tory MP, he and his wife took every opportunity to get their faces in the media. Neil eventually returned to politics when he was old enough to join UKIP.

James Major

The son of prime minister John, James Major’s relationship with glamour model Emma Noble kept him in the tabloids. Give yourself an extra point if you remember his uncle and fellow Z-lister Terry Major-Ball.

Julia Carling

The fact she landed countless TV presenter roles had absolutely nothing to do with her marriage to owner of distinctive chin and friend to Princess Diana, England rugby captain Will Carling.

Tamara Beckwith

Tamara was never out of the gossip columns. She worked as an “It girl”, although nobody had a clue what that meant.

Swampy

Before Greta Thunberg there was Swampy, who took to digging tunnels in an attempt to stop dual carriageways being built. Naturally, he was pilloried more by the public and press for taking a stand than for not washing.

Mike Flowers Pops

The decade saw something of an obsession with 1960s easy listening. But while the 60s had Sinatra, novelty act Mike Flowers was the crooner 90s lad culture deserved.

David Shayler

MI5 whistleblower turned conspiracy theorist David Shayler ended up in Belmarsh prison, so he must have been a rubbish secret agent.