Franny, I have to change the super super super tampons on a half hourly basis when I'm in full flood. And wear an ST as backup. Well, you've kind of tempted me towards a mooncup, but I'm hesitating because of work.
I can imagine the scene - big, posh city bank head office loos, all marble n' chrome, full of all these groomed, polished women adjusting lippy in the mirrors and spraying perfume, a dishevelled LC schleps out from the cubicle, bearing a brimming mooncup to wash out in the sink...
If my senior manager happened to be in there at the time (so well-groomed and scarily organised no-one can actually believe she has a 4 month old daughter) I fear I might actually burst into flames with mortification
Anyway, I must go, dd has just said 'bye bye' to me as she toddled past clutching a copy of "What sort of People should there be?" (one of the OH's old philosophy textbooks) so I have to go rescue it before she rips out the pages to draw on....