Something I was sent today prompted me to go in search of euphemisms for menstruation, and naturally I came up trumps at the wonderfully named Museum of Menstruation. It’s fascinating in a slightly disturbing kind-of-way, featuring such expressions as “Little Red Riding Hood is making her way through the woods,” “My pussy cat has a nose bleed” and the truly baffling “Having a talk with Father de Bricassat.”