Mind Jolts

Willy Waving; the male dominated act of showing off. Bigging up. Claiming that I have more than you, bigger than you and better than you. Posturing. Puffing out the chest. I’ve been caught in the cross fire of some seemingly random willy waving in recent weeks. It’s...

Hurrah For Freedom Day!!!! Errrrmmmmmm…. After much drum banging, chest beating, whistle blowing and running pantless through the streets of London with his blond locks flowing in the wind, Boris brings us Freedom Day! Yay. A moment to celebrate, party, snog strangers...

I'm wondering....I'm just curious....and perhaps slightly on edge...this post might divide people and that is not my intention. I sense a whiff of Premature EMATCHulation - 'It's coming home' - for many people, it's as if it has already 'come'. The excitement and...

As a 14 year old adolescent, I never quite understood where I fitted in. Yeah, I’d play dead arm games (and would often be crowned the winner) as it was my way of showing how tough I could be. I learnt that the manliness badge was bestowed on those who could muster up...

It’s a curious thing…We often tend to go out of our way to make a fuss over other people. We might throw our arms around them and greet them with love and warmth. We give effort to taking care of them. We work to communicate with clarity. We offer them a place to go...

I’ve literally hunted high and low. I seem to have misplaced the handbook. The instructions. The guide. You know what I mean, that book you are given soon after you are born. The one which details how to navigate life. I must have been given it at some point, right?...

Our household was a little chaotic this morning; window cleaner (the dog wants to eat him!), prepping for an early work call, trying to tread lightly around the house (Sleeping Beauty Teenager) and Timmy the Door Trimmer (the dog wants to eat him too!). Timmy is a...