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Moments of bitch

Vanity – thy name is woman.
Every now-and-then we all lose control of our inner bitch. For me, it’s a sure sign that I’m stressed or feeling vulnerable. It starts as a slight feeling of general discomfort with my life, morphs into a  baseless mood of self-righteous indignation and entitlement and culminates in a random act of [...]

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It’s hard work being a guy these days.
If you’re a man, and not a slack-jawed, dim-witted red-neck, it can be hard to strike the right balance between being masculine and being a wet, soppy, cloy-boy. Men are judged far more freely, and with far more venom, than women in today’s society. It’s a rough wicket, [...]

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Boy, oh boy!

Who’d be male?
They may still (for the most part) rule the Boardroom, but I wouldn’t want to be male for quids!
A close friend and her young daughter came over for a cuppa recently. Her daughter wore a T-shirt and jeans. (A nice change from the Bratz-style prostitute-like outfits she so frequently wears, but that’s a [...]

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