I am a superhero! The revelation just hit me…I’m Superman!
Except that I can’t fly. And I don’t have the 6-pack. And I don’t have the cape or the outy undies…okay so I’m not really superman. But I can magically transform into my alto ego in the blink of an eye!
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I’ve said it before, I love men!
Sitting watching my sons cricket in a gaggle of dads reminds me of why: the banter; the camaraderie the fun; it’s so incredibly appealing! There’s a special kind of energy that a group of men bring. Its tangible and exciting but at the same time completely isolating. Continue reading “The Mowgli Syndrome”