Cake. Why don’t men make a fuss about cake… or gin? We’re made to think it’s women who go ‘ooooh, red velvet, ooooh, martini’ like we were under some kind of spell and these – admittedly delicious and lovely – things knock out our ability for lucid, angry thoughts. It’s almost as if women can’t […]
96 words – feeling old
Feeling old is just in the mind, they say. It’s only a number, they say. Hormones, who needs ‘em? But. There’s always a but. You wouldn’t want to leap in unselfconsciously with your loose flapping skin and grey hair flying, would you? That would look ridiculous. Shameful. They don’t want wizening women sticking their beaky […]
Dispatches from the bunker… a manifesto
What am I fighting for? Belinis on a school night. It was a marvellous mid-week treat of an evening in the company of some fabulous women full of bright ideas and lively conversation. (Apologies to fellow diners who found that it was also loud and possibly a bit rude.) Among other things the conversation swirled […]