Recently there has been a lot of discussion in the press about the pressure that women feel to be perfect (Gosh there’s a revelation) and at the time when I read it I didn’t attribute these fears to myself. After all, right now when I look around I see the Sunday papers that we still […]

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I realised a couple of months ago that pregnancy and childbirth had killed off all sense of shame when I found myself standing half naked in the nurses office at my doctors surgery, having an accidental game of hot potato with my diaghram as we both howled with laughter. I’d gone there for a demonstration […]

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I remember going into the tube station and cacking myself over a gang of ‘youths’ because I had brushed against one of the girls accidentally and she had chosen to cuss me all the way to the platform. It’s a measure of how scared I was that I didn’t tell her what she could go […]

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I recently read an article about a new parenting ‘fad’ where babies don’t wear nappies and instead are held over a toilet or bowl when the parent senses that the baby is ready to relieve themselves because they believe it’s cruel that babies have to sit in their own waste. Are these people on crack?! […]

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