Freek. Katja. The sequel.

So I was lying in bed. Without my contacts. Just checking my WhatsApp for a moment. Not a good idea when you don't have your contacts in. Especially not when you see a message from an unknown number. Who sends me a message this late? And did my nearsighted eyes see the contours of the name Freek at the bottom of the message? I screenshot the message. That way I could enlarge it. That's what nearsighted elderly people like me do.

What I suspected was true. The message was from Freek. The Freek. From Katja then. And from the sex. I scanned to the end. Kind regards. Okay. Not really very angry then. By the way, do you think: da f***, what is this about? Then read my piece about Katja, Freek, and the sex. Freek found my piece ‘in itself’ quite funny, but he felt the need to add some nuance.

That it wasn't like he started talking about his sex life himself. I also didn't imagine him shaking hands with the interviewer in question, ordering a cappuccino, and then starting with a discourse about their flowery sex life. Not that either, but still, but still. I found it a bit excessive. But, Freek argued, people ask us about our sex life. And because they are not the worst, they answer that. It also held up a small mirror to me, because I was going to write about it too. It keeps people occupied, I might say. And why do we ask Katja and Freek about their sex life and won't an interviewer think to ask Marco and Leontine Borsato?

Moreover, Freek doesn't ask for his sex quote to be used in a press release from Vogue Living. He understands it, it's okay. But it does give a slightly distorted image. Because of course, more has been said than that and love is greater and richer than just sex, but you can see that in the photos and in the rest of the beautiful words.

Furthermore, Freek hoped that sex for me doesn't fall into the same category of activities as vacuuming and pooping (you really need to read my piece) and that he wished me a lot of sex pleasure. I texted back that I understood him and promised to type this. And that he should give my regards to his wife. Because I really like her. And then everything was all good again. With kisses. That will be sex I mean vacuuming.