Sexism

I’m really feeling a desire to post something really provocatively sexist that will get me into a lot of trouble, but being a realist I am going to concentrate on trying to work out why at 30 years of age, I still do my own washing, ironing, clean the flat, hoover and haven’t swapped the cooker for a BBQ. And still rely on pornography and imagination (depending on whether I can be bothered to switch my computer on).

Oh where are those Danish pastries?