Madonna or the Whore? I’d rather be a Tart with a Heart.
May 11, 2021So I wrote a rather risque blog at the weekend. Under the influence of wine and with the encouragement of an old friend. It was a lot of fun to write and it is very funny, even if I do say so myself. Afterwards though, there was the niggling sense of regret. The awkward creeping fear that people might look at me differently now. Could they have less respect for me because I crossed a line. The line that says that good women and good girls don’t talk about these things. The line drawn in the sand comes from the…
An abysmal time to reach my sexual peak…
It feels like an enormous cosmic joke that women reach their sexual peak in their early thirties and early forties. Like we didn’t have enough to contend with? Like there isn’t a more convenient time for sex than when you’re…
All About Monogamy (for Coyla).
I told a friend I would write this ages ago, along with posting her a book. Apologies are owed, I did neither. The truth is that when I came to write this monolith of a blog, it suddenly seemed much,…
The unlikely connection between feminism and skinny culture.
Skinniness is next to godliness. At least that’s how it seems. It’s not all about sex. I can tell you, with absolute certainty, that not all men like their women thin as rails. Some do, granted. Some don’t. It’s all…
The things I have learned from reaching my ‘target weight’.
Ever since I hit puberty, I’ve been trying to get thinner. I remember going to school with tuna fish and sliced cabbage in vinegar for lunch. I remember carefully weighing my spagetti bolognese and being bitterly disappointed with how tiny…
On being embarrassed by your old work.
I have a friend who’s a comic book artist. A few weeks ago I sent him a message to tell him that my kids were really enjoying one of the books he worked on a few years ago. He told…
Resident Alien
So I’ve decided to write more TV and Film reviews. Partially because people seem to like to read them, but mostly because they’re easy and good practice and practice is a really good procrastination tool because it’s potentially a positive…
Underwear is Everything.
Yes, I know, I’ve heard the news. Women have enjoyed the freedom of working from home, no more do they want to be tied to the shackles of uncomfortable underpinnings. Our relationship with underwear is changing. Here’s the thing though,…
On Growing up with Alcoholic Parents Part 2: Mum
This one has been a hard one to approach. It hits very close to home and to a lot of the problems that I am battling at the moment. It hits close to home because my mother is living in…
Post Brexit Identity Crisis
Before you read on, I’m a remoaner. I’m a bleeding heart liberal. I am a left wing snowflake. Think of that what you will, it will tell you a bit about what’s coming and gives you the opportunity to make…
My hopes and predictions for season two of Prodigal Son (when I finally get to watch it).
I thought we could do with a more whimsical subject after the last miseryfest of a blog and it’s been a very long week (check on your friends with strong willed daughters who don’t like home schooling, they are not okay). So I figured I’d cheer…
