The medicine that ought not speak its name

I would like to share a guilty pleasure with you today. Here is my confession: I am particularly partial to the Canesten ads. I love it when a new one comes on because the woman in them is brilliant. But maybe not in the way that was intended by the ad makers.

I most liked the first one, where she breezes into the chemist and announces to the far-too-interested-and-friendly lady pharmacist, "Canesten One please" in a hugely pleased-with-herself tone, as if she could slap her fiver down on the counter and continue proudly "For I have THRUSH".

In the latest one she just smiles smugly at herself in the mirror in her hallway before flouncing out to what one presumes is an evening at a fancy dinner party or something. No itchy flange is going to get in the way of her fun, and that's for sure.