You should have asked. It’s the title of a comic strip in the Guardian by French feminist artist Emma. It beautifully describes a thing I’ve been clumsily groping towards for years. When you have all of the stuff for everyone in the house in your head, most of the responsibility for getting things done and, […]
Am I actually a little bit sexist?
Photo by Sofia Sforza on Unsplash Last night, the only thing disturbing the peace at the Palace of Bundance was the sound of far-off gunfire and muttered commands. But fear not, we were not living some dystopian future that had me laundering red robes and changing my name to OfKev. (Guess what we watched […]
Things you can do now you’re 50
Not quite a week after the marvellous celebrations that marked my half century (yes, I know, I can’t believe it either) and the doormat is troubled by another envelope. This one cheerfully invites me to send in samples of my ‘bowel movement (poo)’ for testing. It even includes instructions and little cardboard sticks for smearing […]
