Dust yourself down
AH, the F-word. That fractious, tetchy, emotional little word that pops up again and again in school-gate conversations.
Nikki Gemmell
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Spare the blushes
WOULD you ever read Pauline Reage’s visceral little tome, Story of O, openly, on a train?
Writing’s on the wall
WHEN was the last time you wrote something by hand? Something meaty, weighty, enduring.
Never too late
THE intelligence is alarming: reports of sequinned shorts on mums over summer at the kindy end of school, bare shoulders, cleavage.
Be brave, boys
THE film Brave, that celebration of female empowerment, has all the girls flocking. And the males in it?
Shelf life
“EXCUSE me, I’m researching a new novel and am wondering if the library has any books on [a spreading blush] … sex.”
Back in the balance
ARE you spending less? I am, and it feels like a lot of people around me are, too.
The solace of solitude
THE most experienced party-goers, like Vogue editor Anna Wintour, know there are better ways to spend one’s time.
First among equals
WERE you your parents’ favoured child? The least? Is there a rueful melancholy even thinking about that?
Wishes for my godchild
SO. A godmother again. What a thrill! All the lovely connotations, not least the deepening of the relationship with the parents in a most profound and trusting way.
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