Well, Christmas has long since past, and still we find ourselves awaiting for a suitable man or eight (hey, that's only one each...) yet what do I find myself doing on this overcast dreary afternoon?

Pissing myself laughing at the Morcombe and Wise show - a particular line has just caught my attention, it is Ernie's play "Anthony and Cleopatra" -

Desmonda (Cleopatra's slave) "Mark Anthony is here, he loves you terribly."

"Yes," replies Cleopatra, "I keep telling him that."

Ah, so it is not a modern phenomenon! Great women have for years been looking for men who can cope with them. It doesn't take a lot to stand looking forlorn at the roadside waiting for a White Knight in shining armour to stop and help you change a tyre, to wait hopelessly in a cold, dark house holding on for a hero to change a fuse. All it takes is a desire to act stupid, helpless and incompetent.

Well, no thank you. We have brains, and we really should use them. Changing a tyre is not difficult, nor is phoning for Green Flag (my preferred option), and if you find the fuse box, it ain't difficult to change a fuse, get someone to show you, and learn. The point is, do you want a man to be attracted to you because you stroke his ego, making him feel like a tough guy helping you out because you are a pathetic woman who can do nothing for herself?

Or do you want a man strong enough to accept you as someone who isn't gonna come begging for help every five minutes, but as someone who knows when to ask for help, and when to buckle down and sort something out for yourself. We should be prepared to learn and to teach...now, there is not a rock'n'roll boy out there who could refuse an offer like that!

To navigate this site click on the links on the left of your screen. To return to this page at anytime click on the link at the top left of your screen.