Partner was upset that I criticised him in a recent post. My immediate response is simple – humf – it's easily avoided – just tidy up more… chunter, rumble etc.
But in the interests of balance I must also recognise that he has done a brilliant job of formatting all my films for ipods, provided lots of advice about projectors and leads (I love their names, and regret the fact that I have no need for a 'double ended female' or a 'splitter', which make me laugh like a pubescent schoolboy). He's also cooked some meals and shopped for some food.
Not that he should get special recognition for doing a few domestic chores I hasten to add.
I'm sure it was easier to be a feminist when the battle lines were more clearly drawn. I will ponder this today while I pack my case for my trip to scarb tonight.
