Sex was Never Dirty
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The author met the right girl in 1963 and they remain together, to this day. They proved true love was founded on lust at first sight, unlike the Puritans of their English forebears who considered all things sexual were 'dirty' outside of Holy Matrimony.
28,000 words.
Stephen Peart
Stephen Peart was born at Newmarket, England and spent his entire career in broadcast television. Previously he wrote: “The Picture House in East Anglia”. Pub. Terence Dalton 1980 ISBN 0 900963 56 5 “What happened to the cinema near you?” Pub. Northacres 1986 ISBN 0 9517192 0 3 “Strumpshaw: a village at that time of day”. Pub Halsgrove 2010 ISBN 978 0 85704 061 9 “Lingwood: a village held hostage to history”. Pub Halsgrove 2013 ISBN 978 0 85704 203 3 Stephen Peart was born at Newmarket, England and spent his entire career in broadcast television. Previously he wrote: “The Picture House in East Anglia”. Pub. Terence Dalton 1980 ISBN 0 900963 56 5 “What happened to the cinema near you?” Pub. Northacres 1986 ISBN 0 9517192 0 3 “Strumpshaw: a village at that time of day”. Pub Halsgrove 2010 ISBN 978 0 85704 061 9 “Lingwood: a village held hostage to history”. Pub Halsgrove 2013 ISBN 978 0 85704 203 3
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Sex was Never Dirty - Stephen Peart
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First published in 2023
Also by this author
The Picture House in East Anglia
Published 1980 by Terence Dalton, Lavenham, England.
Strumpshaw – a village at that time of day
Published 2010 by Halsgrove, Somerset, England
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Published 2013 by Halsgrove, Somerset, England.
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Author’s Acknowledgments
The author acknowledges quotations from texts of the following:
Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D H Lawrence.
Penguin Essentials edition Pub 2011
www.greenpenguin.co.uk
Copyright: the estate of Frieda Lawrence Ravagli 1993
The Perfumed Garden
Translation by Sir Richard Burton
Published in 1963 by Panther Books
Married Love by Marie Carmichael Stopes
Copyright, 1918. The Critic & Guide Co.
Collected Poems of Philip Larkin
Edition published in 2003
Faber & Faber Ltd
The Bible According to Spike Milligan
Copyright 1993. Michael Joseph
Published by the Penguin Group
A dedicated Damnation
"Only the Puritan English
could describe a lover’s liaison as a Dirty Weekend"
Contents
An Invitation
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
About the author
An invitation to keep reading.
The Puritans branded any illicit sexual pursuit as dirty. Obviously, sexual intercourse for procreation, by the physical union of man and woman, was acceptable but any such thing outside of Holy Matrimony was dirty, even between two virgin lovers!
The puritanical moralists of the 16th and 17th centuries lived by the Holy Bible. They may have acknowledged the first collusion of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden but any couple having it away’ without God’s sanction was considered sinful.
Marriage had been hijacked yet actual dirtiness was never far away. There was basic human hygiene to consider, along with the monthly menstrual interruption, whenever it was ignored, coupled with the constant risk of transmitted diseases.
Writings, leading to sexual arousal and artistic renditions of any act of intercourse were also considered dirty, filthy or smutty. And yet eternities after we emerged from the dark age of sexual repression the inheritance of ‘talking dirty’ remains exciting and etched in the minds of some people. Most modern English dictionaries carry entries for ‘the dirty weekend’.
My worldly wise grandchildren inspired this explicit essay. They asked what traditional romance was like in the dinosaur age
of my youth, before gender recognition became a confusing issue. Grandad, how did you meet Grandma Alison and did you have something for the weekend
. Grandma and I met in a darkened auditorium; we did enjoy something every weekend and it was never dirty! But envious friends insisted I would be consumed
by my voluptuous new girlfriend and blown out in bubbles!
When Alison Keeler and I bonded our teenage lives in 1963, romantic liaisons were known as dirty weekends
while something
was a euphemism for contraceptives. Before society became permissive
and let its hair down, condoms and women’s necessities were rarely mentioned, skimpily advertised and not openly available.
Our generation swelled the vanguard of the Swinging Sixties
; those delightful years when life was laid bare by the power of love. The English nation which had prospered on being disgusted and embarrassed by all things sexual, gradually shed most stigmas of its puritanical upbringing and delivered the permissive society
.
This is one man’s gratifying jaunt through life with smidgens of history scattered along the way. My story indulges the romantic, is sometimes erotic and occasionally irreverent.
Chapter 1
O f all the movie houses in town I was destined to walk into hers
. I parodied an unforgettable line uttered by Hollywood’s iconic Humphrey Bogart in his 1942 film, Casablanca
. As Rick Blaine he runs a café during wartime, in Morocco’s largest city, where desperate refugees seek visas home to America.
When Rick’s former lover turns up unexpectedly, in the guise of Swedish actress Ingrid Bergman, he delivered the immortal line: Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine.
In this story, an enigmatic young woman was found sitting alone in a place I held sacred and we became lovers for the rest of our days.
The culture of film narrative influenced me from an early age. I found movie magic overwhelming and it gradually dictated the way I dealt with life. If it was in the movies I wanted to be the characters and do the same.
Parental control had governed my infrequent escapes to the cinema, simply deepening my desire to see more films. Then a much loved local Cinema Paradiso
with its garden of dreams
, closed in 1960, the year I left school, gained my freedom and started work in the city.
As a child, I hated our capital town. I saw it as Metropolis
, a landmark, frightening movie of 1928; noisy and overpowering but now it was my place of work, and I became addicted to its buzz. Old school friends felt abandoned by me as they rarely made it to the capital, envying how I was now in the thick of life, surrounded by all those girls
.
But I was meeting very few girls as my leisure time was spent at any one of the city’s picture theatres
. A cinema was the place where I hoped to take one of those girls
, not find one and she would have to be special, like women in the movies; like Ingrid Bergman! I was too busy getting to grips with a career.
Fulfilling an ambition nurtured since school days I worked at the local television studios where the corridors were an endless buzz of debutantes. These were the types of girls I was meeting daily, so I should have been in clover! But they were unlikely to associate with a lowly messenger boy, cranking to and fro on the company bicycle!
For the curiously intrigued I was paid handsomely to ‘ride’ an innuendos ‘company bicycle’. But in my case it was the type with a small front wheel designed with a capacious carrier to accommodate weighty video tapes and films. ‘Bicycles’ of a female flirtatious nature, allegedly, were available to the more mature and experienced eligible chaps!
My friends had always considered me a boring bibliophile, keeping myself genned on chosen subjects; local history, cinemas and sex! Seven years had passed since I shared my classmates’ excitement as we dealt with girls in the playground and built up a healthy appetite for the opposite sex. But unlike my school friends, I had escaped rurality, developing a passion for city life. I was well clear of the parental doorstep for my journey of a lifetime.
Early in my city-based career, 1963 emerged as a milestone year. In September, the new film to see was Tom Jones
starring two rising names of the day, Albert Finney and Susannah York.
The bawdy tale from Henry Fielding’s novel was set in England during the 18th century. It told of a foundling who is raised by the local squire and marries his daughter after a series of adventures. The moment the film was on release, legendary critic, John Simon gave it a slaughtering review and I was a glutton to follow the critics:
It is as though the camera had become a method actor: there are times when you wish you could buy, as on certain juke boxes, five minutes of silence.......Obviously a film which elicits such lyrical ejaculations cannot be all good
.
A film eliciting lyrical ejaculations
had to be seen. Despite the critique, Tom Jones
was benefitting from success at the Oscars but more significant for me, it was showing at the city’s iconic movie theatre, Oscar Deutsch’s 1938 Odeon.
The Odeon was the first incursion into our city by the industry’s adoption of brand marketing. Studying cinema architecture had been my special subject since school days, two places ahead of local history and sex. On a dull September Saturday afternoon