I think being a "housewife" sounds so nice and uncomplicated. I don't know why it's become such a dirty word. Housewives drop their kids off at school, they tidy the house, they have coffee with other housewives, they pick their kids up from school, they cook dinner. Women tell me it's boring and unfulfilling.  How... Continue Reading →

Wading through the murk so you don't have to ... The Mag I Bought This Week Award Goes to ... Editing a celebrity magazine can be a scary business sometimes - ok, all the time. Because you can't rely on Kristen Stewart to cheat on Rob Pattinson or Katie Holmes to stealth-divorce Tom Cruise every week.  Some weeks, no-one famous does anything that's... Continue Reading →

There are words you love hearing your child's teacher say, like "she's a lovely child" and "so bright" and "a delight to teach". And there are words you don't want to hear your child's teacher say, like "have you thought about repeating her?". I did reading groups with Sprog 2's class yesterday and, as I... Continue Reading →

Wading through the murk so you don't have to ... Posh: another baby and S&M fears Victoria Beckham's new favourite book - spare me - is 50 Shades o f Grey. In a new interview with Glamour magazine, she admits she's hooked her mother on the phenomenon, too: "I’m halfway through the second one. I even bought my... Continue Reading →

"The wife may roll her eyes and mutter something about "man flu" but what would she know? She's not a man and her sort of flu is milder, quieter and shorter-lived. This is proper flu, and now the stats support it." So says the Sydney Morning Herald, which quotes a  recent study by GlaxoSmithKline of 1500 married... Continue Reading →

Last time I visited my hairdresser, things got a little ... well ... hairy. While I was looking for a parking spot, a guy collapsed on the pavement and started having a fit. By the time I'd parked the car, a large crowd of people and a policeman had gathered around him. They looked like... Continue Reading →

I haven't read 50 Shades of Grey. I'm beginning to feel like the only woman in the world who hasn't. It's all anyone seems to talk about. Even my mother bought the trilogy. But I have seen Magic Mike. And I liked it. Not because it had a great storyline or Oscar-worthy acting. But because... Continue Reading →

I'm trying to feel all warm, fuzzy and thrilled for Mrs Woog as she flits around New York  - she's been sponsored to fly there by Garnier for BlogHer, a conference for female bloggers. But the truth is I'm a little envious. OK, slight understatement. I'm deeply, bitterly resentful. Yes, that's closer to the truth. Every... Continue Reading →