I would like to say a few things.

But if you are not on Mrs F's friends list you won't know what sparked this off.

We, the chaps of this abode, were doing the channel hop with the remote - as ya dooooo - and we found something that looked like it would go well with our large glasses of red wine.

A film on five US called "Indecent Behaviour 4" that was prefaced with the warning "contains nudity and bad language from the start"

Hmmmmm.

Lets just check this out. The title "Indecent Behaviour" - not bad, a mix of a couple of other films, a hint of naughty rude stuff. But FOUR! if I had never heard of the first one (which I had not) is there any law of sequels where the higher the number the better the content? I THINK NOT!

So. Mrs F is in here in the computer room and she can hear myself and Shipscook laughing and saying "they dont move, they are soooo plastic. Mind you she has a good arse!" and the sound of some not very convincing female moaning and assumes that we, the two most pure and upstanding bloggers you could ever wish to find giggling in the corner of a strip club bar, are actually watching PORN!

Well bah and tish!

In my dictionary (and large blue box of naughtyness) porn is filled with way less plot, much more explicit close up camera work and far less bloody silicon!

I mean, some of the characters actually are doing that acting thing! they were talking to each other and developing a PLOT! that, ladies and gents IS NOT PORN!

If you see two characters in a two consecutive scenes and they still have not had intimate knowledge of a number of each others orifices and a few household implements then frankly - the producer needs shooting.

So.

Shipscook and I are not guilty. We are just watching a crap film full of plastic boobs and pert arses.

No harm, no foul.

ahem.

More wine Vicar?