Wasn’t entirely sure what Husband’s agenda was when he casually asked me if I fancied going to see Hope Springs starring Meryl Streep and Tommy Lee Jones. “What’s it about” I asked. “Oh, a couple who have been married for ages and never have sex”.  Patently ignoring any innuendo, I said that I admired La Streep’s acting and went online to book two advance tickets for this weekend.

Like Meryl and Tommy, Husband and I have been married for a very, very long time. Happily married I’m glad to say. So I count myself (and him of course) as very lucky. But, like most of my friends who are in a long term relationship, sex – or passionate sex – is rarely on the menu these days. At the end of a long twelve hours at the office/commuting back to Sussex, faced with the choice of 1) steamy eroticism in the boudoir or 2) Eastenders on the flatscreen, guess which one wins in our house.

After so many years together, friendship and a good cuddle seem far more important than lust for many couples. Particularly once you’ve seen your erstwhile desirable partner with a streaming cold, farting on the loo, or picking his/her nose. Superseding sexy lingerie with firm control shapewear doesn’t seem to help either. Perhaps that’s why the ubiquitous Fifty Shades is so incredibly popular – despite the fact it is badly written: slow erotic sex must be what we women crave but do not have. With the exception of Trudi Styler of course (isn’t that right Sting?).  Sounds heavenly doesn’t it… taking each other to sensual paradise, instead of the quickie missionary most of us get treated to (not me of course, my Husband is Christian Grey personified!).

Anyway, here’s a quick trailer of Hope Springs. Will report back when I’ve seen the film. That’s if I’m not too exhausted by all the bedroom activity I think my Husband is secretly hoping the film will inspire us to get up to as soon as we get home from the cinema!