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What’s the point of feminism when so many men are shit?

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I wrote this post three years ago. Has anything changed? It was magical. Sunlight made the mountain snow sparkle and the only sound was boots crunching. Boots crunching and people talking.     Three women were chatting – intelligent, successful women enjoying the stunning Scottish scenery, respite from the festive round and the chance to […]

The best way to get rid of annoying cold calls

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Hello. Boy Three meets my new fish-eye lens “Hello”   “Miss Arnison, Miss Ellen Arnison.”   “Yes?”   “Ellen. That’s my mother’s name too. Ha ha ha.”   “Oh.”   “Yes. I’m garble garble splurt from hurfle mumble UK.”   “Who?”   Louder “Garble garble splurt from hurfle mumble UK. I’m doing a short household […]

Top Facebook crimes

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A post from 2013, but this week Facebook reminded me that it was 10 years since I first posted a status – back in the day when you’d be happy to be poked by a chum. I thought it could do with another airing. A good eye, deer. What did we do before Facebook? I […]

Pulling together to move forward with transparency…

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And other equally irritating phrases. I was directed, the other day, to John Rentoul’s round up of banned expressions. A splendid celebration of the cliche, the slackardly sayings and the downright nasty newspeak – the kind of phrases that induce indigestion. His streaming heap includes “scalable”, “baby steps” and “scientifically proven”. To his linguistic gravy […]

Dear driver, this undertaking must stop

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I passed my driving test more than half my life ago. 1988 if you must know. Second attempt, as it happens. All the best drivers pass second time, so they say. I could never commit the stopping distances to memory and, in any case, they were entirely meaningless as I can’t judge distances from numbers. […]