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 […]
The things that make me happy…
Guess what? I’m still not 50 yet which, evidently, entitles me to bump on about the passage of time and life’s rich tapestry until everyone is heartily sick of me. Then I saw this and – apart from the brownies bit (they’re just bits of short square cake, whatever way you look at it) – […]
This magical May
What’s been going on? I love May. Not just because it’s birthday month, but because of sunshine and sharp cool mornings. This May is shaping up to be a cracker with blue skies and freckles all over the place. Mayday, mayday, mayday. On May Day I was troubling the airwaves as the guest on a […]