I will write another Christmas blog. Not now, though.
Let me just tell you straight away, I’ve never been good at buying presents.
Some of you may be saying,” Yes, that’s because you’re a bloke, they’re never good at buying presents.”
I know there are some men out there who are really good at it. They know exactly what to buy, which holiday to choose, what shade of colour best suits their partner, things that light up their faces on their birthday or at Christmas. This special breed of man has a real talent for getting it right. I like to call them complete bastards. They make me look so bad it’s unbelievable and it’s not as if I don’t have a feminine side. The female colleagues at (almost voluntary) work accuse me of mincing. “Walk like a man!” they shout at me as I flounce past. So it can’t be that. It’s not right to stereotype people. I…
View original post 1,899 more words