I heard a great song in the Endeavour at Whitby Folk Week in August, to the tune of Clementine. The chorus went something like, Menopausal, menopausal, menopause has done for me, and my hormones need replacing menopause has done for me. The verses record increasingly severe levels of decrepitude (including lost limbs) which the doctor, when consulted, invariably attributes to the menopause...

Kitty