NEW YORK (Reuters Health) - There's new advice for older men who want to preserve their sexual function: have sex, and have it often, researchers say. In a study that followed nearly 1,000 older Finnish men for five years, researchers found that those who were regularly having sex at the start of the study were at lower risk of developing erectile dysfunction (Buy Viagra) by the study's end. In fact, the more often the men had sex, the lower their Buy Generic Viagra risk. The implication, say the researchers, is that men should be encouraged to stay sexually active into their golden years. Dr. Juha Koskimaki and colleagues at the University of Tampere in Finland report the findings in the American Journal of Medicine. The study included 989 men who were between the ages of 55 and 75 at the outset. Overall, those who said they had sex less than once per week were twice as likely to develop ED over the next five years as men who had sex at least once a week. Furthermore, compared with men who had sex three or more times per week, their Order Viagra risk was increased nearly four-fold. A number of factors contribute to ED development, many of which could also affect a man's sexually activity -- such as age, diabetes and heart disease. However, after taking account of those factors, sexual activity itself remained linked to Cheap Viagra risk, Koskimaki's team found. It may be a matter of "use it or lose it," according to the researchers. Just as exercise boosts physical fitness, they note, regular sexual activity may help a man preserve his erectile function. buy viagra online occurs when there are problems with blood flow to the penis. Regular sexual activity, Koskimaki's team writes, may help maintain healthy blood vessel function in the erectile tissue. SOURCE: American Journal of Medicine, July 2008.

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Food

Can I just say one word? Food.

Food
Food
Food

It has been a glutinous weekend. Dad arrived on Friday. As usual, I met him at Starbucks at Liverpool Street and we took an invariably delayed train back to Chelmsford. That was our last night of sensible eating. I did a curry and we stayed in, then watched The Incredibles. All in all, very nice.

Saturday was less so. Dad was scheduled for some measuring action at a shop in Bluewater for his suit for Sal’s wedding. We ploughed through the early afternoon traffic and found seats in M&S coffee shop where we waited for Sal and Dan to arrive. The whole place - not just M&S - was heaving. A few years ago I’m sure I would have enjoyed an afternoon around Bluewater, but now I just can’t be bothered. I went into the newsagents’ and rearranged the magazines to give MacUser a better position, but apart from that couldn’t be excited about much. Paul bought lots of house-type things, and we drank more coffees in the cafes, but the whole experience would have been much more pleasant without all the people.

Fortunately we were gone by just after five and home in time for some champagne before heading out for dinner around the corner at the Angel. We all ate way, way too much. I could have easily skipped the starter if I’d known how big my fish was going to be. Somehow dad, Paul and Dan managed three courses, but I was ready to burst after just two, and we all fairly rolled home, feeling bloated and rotund.

The theme continued today. I was secretly glad that everywhere I had rung about booking a table for lunch said they were closed so said I would cook lunch at home and make sure it was something light. In the event, though, I ended up doing leek and potato soup for starters, chilli bean tortillas for mains and then apple pie for dessert. The apple pie has ended up in the freezer, and there was far too much main (although we ate it all). We should really have skipped the soup and certainly steered clear of the chocolates we ate sitting outside in the garden drinking Pimms in the sunshine.

It has been a very pleasant weekend, though, and good to see dad again. He goes home tomorrow. In the last six months he’s only spent about three days in his own flat, what with the trips over here, and up north, and all the time he has spent in Argentina. I’m off on my travels, too: two days in Paris for meetings at the Institute of the Islamic World, which I am looking forward to seeing. What I have seen of it on the web looks fascinating.

Of course, Paris means more good food. Clearly this is going to have to be the last two days of luxury, after which the old regime will have to come back into force, or by the summer I’ll not be fitting my jeans.

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