Kiss Me, Kill Me, Multiskill Me – Why Progress Is A March Backwards And It Has Very Little To Do With Bono From U2
Bono and I must never meet. If he and I were ever in the same room, I would launch myself at him, tackle him to the ground and smash his head repeatedly on the floor screaming : “People with access to private jet planes do not get to bang on about the environment!” It would be a purely reflex action. Absolutely nothing I could do about it. As it goes, the likelihood of me meeting Bono is vanishingly small. I’ll leave you to decide how you feel about that. Read More…
Coffee Time – The Lost Ritual of The Ladies’ Coffee Morning And What It Was Really All About
Back in the Fifties and Sixties and even into the Seventies, most women didn’t bother with employment once they got married. They went out into the world of work, proved that they were capable of supporting themselves and then snagged themselves a husband and settled down. They became housewives. Read More…