I remember my mum bought my sanitary towels in the local drapery shop which of course was staffed by two women. Mum would whisper her request. The lady would reach down and stuff them into a thick brown paper bag then would place them on the counter. So the package was never seen until we got home. When I started my periods mum told me not to tell my dad or my brother. We were made to feel ashamed of being female.
Being moved along by someone who "wants your place".
Bought the wrong Hot Cross Buns 😩
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