and gender roles and rules Dear Lucy, I’ve finally accepted that it’s too late to have hairy legs. It’s also too late for underarm hair. No make-up. No bra. I wanted to take back my power you see, from the Patriarchy, so I’ve tried them all, except the bra. But I’m too institutionalised. Do you remember in Spring, we took a peek? At the legs? After the initial shock, for there was a winter’s worth of enthusiastic growth, you said you’d get used to them if I really wanted to k

Dear Lucy, I have too many social media accounts. I have to stop myself, almost daily, from creating new ones to post more new content....

Tortoise, ignoring the sound of stamping and slamming as Hare returned home, was enjoying a slim cigar and swirling cognac in an...

Dear Lucy, A few weeks ago, I found myself in a pub garden with a group of people I don’t know that well. A situation I generally avoid...

Dear Lucy, Sunday marks the one-year anniversary of my relationship coming to an end. The last time I wrote to you about romance was,...

Dear Lucy, It's been a while since I had a cuddle with my mum's adorable Bichon Frise/Spaniel cross, aka Maisie. I need a dog-hug. I need...

Dear Lucy, Just before I left London, to finally return home, the funniest thing happened. It all began on an ordinary Tuesday afternoon...

Dear Lucy, Whilst most of us love our families - on some level - and will undoubtedly be spending time with them this Christmas, I wanted...

Dear Lucy, I'm off to the spa on Saturday for my Christmas treat. Last time I was there I began writing about how much better it was than...

It’s said that ‘stuff’ has no meaning. It’s people that really matter. Well, I don’t think that it’s strictly true. I don’t know if...

Dear Lucy, I’ve been cursed throughout my life with unwelcome assumptions of intelligence. I never discouraged it mind you. Clever people...

Dear Lucy, Since we’ve been of a certain age, i.e., beyond the middle, we’ve talked about doing new and slightly more daring things such...

Dear Lucy, I’ve always wanted to need to catch an early flight, to have something important enough to need to leave first thing in the...

Dear Lucy, This is the story of a Bumblebee whose life I was unable to save, or end. I’m not proud of my actions and have learned much...

Dear Lucy, I love going to the barbershop round the corner. It’s not strictly a barbershop, it’s a salon, but it’s staffed (and...

One of my favourite evenings of 2022 I have a new Jigsaw laid out and the conversation is flowing on the table to my right. “How big is...

Dear Lucy, I found this post which I never quite finished at the time. It was from when I’d just met Chris online but not yet met him in...

Dear Lucy, I’m not a political person. However, my interest has been piqued by the embarrassing shenanigans that have transpired over the...

Dear Lucy, You’ll never guess who came to one of my workshops the other week… Alan Partridge! Here’s how it transpired. The workshop I...

Dear Lucy, Do you remember the advert from last Christmas where they had that robot cheering up sad single people, well I don’t think I...