Because we are (mostly) wimmin at Squeamish we follow BBC Radio 4's Woman's Hour on Twitter (you can follow us here! Or, while we're shamelessly self-promoting, like us here). Balanced as it is we often see the Woman's Hour Twitter account juggle new trends such as wearing neon with matters such as age, equality and the how to cook the perfect lasagne.

Today they are asking if parents are leaving too much to schools when it comes to sex education. A look at a certain paper and it looks a lot like the answer is yes. Or rather it would be preferable for neither teachers nor parents to broach the subject of, you know, you know. The birds and the bees. It is, apparently, a parent's right to ignore any signs of their child's burgeoning sexuality and a breach of this right for anyone else to keep the kids informed.

The news is full of horse meat (literal and figurative), sexual abuse and economic uncertainty. So it's no wonder we've all seized the opportunity to go, 'Yay! Oscars time again! As always, a wild and unpredictable ride of cringeworthy 'jokes', rehearsed 'loser faces'/'omigoodness-I-won!' faces and cronyistic voting patterns.

The Oscar ceremony itself is a depressing annual reminder that in the eyes of the gathered media the female stars are less important than the shape of their body and the fabrics they choose to drape across it to walk along a piece of red fabric. Or rather - pour their curves into in order to flaunt on the red carpet.

Marriage guidance counsellors Relate is launching a report in conjunction with the Men's Health Forum that states men are usually in the dark about relationship difficulties. Meaning they are unprepared and can lead to worse outcomes for them when or if the relationship ends.

Apparently men tend to only “seek help when the ship is sinking” and Relate believes a different approach for men in relationship difficulties may be more effective. In an interview on the Today programme Relate's chief executive Ruth Sutherland noted that men are less likely to discuss problems in their relationship with friends or work colleagues or use their “support networks.”

According to Sutherland the failure of a relationship is “just so much more devastating for men than it is for women” and there are “much higher rates of suicide and alcohol use” among men who experience a failed relationship.

Hey! Hey you! Ever read Anne of Green Gables? If you didn't then TOTAL SPOILER ALERT but remember when Anne's adoptive parents, Marilla and Matthew Cuthber think they have a boy winging its way to them but instead get little orphan Anne? They decided to make do with that little plot change in their fictional lives. Anne Shirley wins everyone over with her imagination and talkativeness. Everybody, eventually, wins in spite of the original disappointment over the orphan boy order.

So perhaps we need to calm down over the recent Amazon CreateSpace platform's decision to interpret Montgomery's description of Anne as “She wore a faded brown sailor hat and beneath the hat, extending down her back, were two braids of very thick, decidedly red hair” as a young woman with tumbling blonde locks. BUT GUYS, is that really such a pivotal part of the plot? Anne might be quite happy considering she believed that: “Red hair is my life long sorrow.” Problem SOLVED Anne. After we made our peace with the situation (not really, one of us is very cross – guess which one) just like Marilla and Matthew we wondered what we might change about some book covers to make them more aesthetically pleasing...

After then Christmas break Sue's back, battling 50 Shades of Grey parodies that don't live up to their horticulture promise and recording machines. At least she's got the tranquillity of the university library to seek solace in. Or does she?

Happy New Year one and all. Somewhat late I realise (it will be Easter soon), but nonetheless sincere. I am up to my neck in assessments and class essays, and so have slipped rather with my Squeamish entries. Anyway, a brief recap … during the Christmas break, to get into the Christmas Spirit, my pal Fern and I decided to meet in town to visit the Christmas market.

It's Lent. In spite of attending Catholic schools, which seem to be quite hot on it, since the age of 7 I have never done anything for Lent. My own Baptist church never seemed to get too het up about it either. So it wasn't until last year I acknowledged and did something for the 40 days run up to the Easter weekend.

What did I do? I helped start up the Brighton Feminist Collective's project 40 Days of Treats, a counter action to 40 Days for Life prayer vigils. Inspired by a project going on elsewhere in the country, we decided we wanted to do something similarly supportive that wouldn't cause a ruckus. It involved the collective delivered flowers, cakes and cards to the staff at our local Bpas clinic to show our appreciation as the 40 Days of Prayer and Abort 67 protested outside. It was peaceful. Apart from the time I started a ruckus. Well, I didn't start it. I and a plastic foetus were somehow at the centre of a tiny ruckus. A ruckuslette, if you will, as I delivered cake.

You know it, I know it, Annie Lennox knows it: 'Behind every great man there had to be a great woman.' So it should come as no surprise that David Cameron would like to get in on this act and tell us his wife Samantha Cameron has been taking time out from London Fashion Week to inform him he needs more women in his cabinet.

Speaking at Unilever's headquarters in Mumbai in response to the question of Britain having anything to teach India about opening up opportunities to women. “If you look at politics in Britain, there aren't nearly enough women around the Cabinet table.” Cameron conjured up the image of he and Sam in the marital bed. Morcambe and Wise style. Sam looking up from her iPad and saying: 'Babe,* I think you need more girlies on the cab' and David nodding in acknowledgement saying: 'Babe, I might tweet that. Night.'

We like to think we are pretty open minded over here at Squeamish Bikini HQ. You know, tolerant. We are fond of the notion that we could never be described as shallow souls, because we are generous with our time and like to give all creatures great and small a goodly chance. HOWEVER, we have lines people, and with Valentine's Day themes and anecdotes still ringing in our ears we started to wonder what our date deal breakers were. Was it something physical? Or a political stance or attitude? What do we find totally irredeemable in a potential love interest that we simply cannot overlook? What would actually make us walk away? Here are our deal breakers...

“Oh no not I, I will survive. For as long as I know how to breathe I know I’ll stay alive.” A Disco Queen, The Seventies.

“I have never had an impulse to go to the altar. I am a difficult person to lead.” Greta Garbo.

WARNING: These words have been uttered by a woman who, two days ago, received a pity Valentine's card from her dad. The annual pity Valentine's card she receives from her dad. But this year, there was another card. One she didn't get every year. She tore into it eagerly. Hopeful. It was another pity valentine's card from her dad, impersonating the cat.

In case you haven’t seen the lashings of menstruation red everywhere, it's the day of love. The day of romance. The day that spaghetti strands wait for their whole pasta lives. Valentine's Day. So I’m taking time out of my busy, unmarried day of shouting along to prog-rock and spilling everything I eat and drink down myself to tell you this: there were plenty-a-fantastic woman who lived her life solo. Really.

A while ago, after much unexpected publicity and celebrity endorsement from Jennifer Saunders, Lauren Laverne and Graham Lineham among others, the campaign urging Dominic Mohan and Rupert Murdoch to Take the Bare Boobs Out of The Sun seems to be reaching a conclusion.

Tweeting as @Kazipooh, No More Page 3 supporter Karen Mason sent an @ message to Rupert Murdoch. “Seriously, we are all so over page 3 – it is so last century! #nomorepage3.” To which Murdoch tweeted back: “You maybe [sic] right, don't know but considering. Perhaps halfway house with glamorous fashionistas.”

Would this be a halfway house, a compromise? Were the people campaigning to be literal then yes, it would be. Their aim is to get bare boobs out of The Sun and I suspect glamorous fashionistas would not have their bosom entirely exposed.