It’s half term so my daughter (12) and a close friend of hers (13) are both staying with my boyfriend and I in Manchester. The Girl suggested a trip into town with her friend – let’s call her Molly, and we’ll call my girl, Lara as that’s her name. When we suggested they might like … Continue reading Why are we more protective of daughters when our sons are far more likely to be victims of criminal violence?
I’m talking to a friend about roller skates. Not the carefully designed ergonomic ones of today, complete with full body padding accessories but the seriously dodgy ones of my youth. Held onto the foot by a single strap of leather, they were impossible to control, so we would stumble up and down the street, twisting … Continue reading Crash helmets to protect you from life’s knocks
I got a message today from the lovely Gillian telling me in the nicest possible way to get orf my lazy arse and start writing again. So I am and thank you Gillian. I then spent loads of time deliberating what to call my first post in nearly two months. In My Absence? Too pompous. … Continue reading How the Uterus is a Location Device – or Twat Nav